Abyssal Conjugation

**The Abyssal Conjugate**

**The universe is an abyss, and we are each other’s only coordinates**

The Galactic Empire, where the light of the “Dome” shines over all. Raine Strack, the Empire’s sharpest “Blade of the Dome,” commands an unstoppable tide of steel. A genetically engineered paragon, with golden eyes like ice and a will like tempered steel. Order is his faith; cold commands, his only language. An invisible “gene chain” is buried deep in his nervous system. It is both a power bestowed by the Empire and a sword hanging over his head, held by the supreme ruler and known as the “right to inflict pain.”

The Free Star Alliance, where the fire of the “Rift” burns at the fringes. Kai Warwick, the “Falcon of the Alliance,” is the most dazzling ghost on the Empire’s wanted list. His phantom-like ship tears through warp bubbles. His smile is carefree, but his eyes burn with twenty years of unquenched vengeance. Forbidden hybrid blood flows through his veins, granting him superhuman perception while bringing “sensory overload” that tears at his soul. The Empire’s genetic cleansing took everything from him.

Their fated showdown erupts outside the ruins of the lost civilization known as the “Watchers.” Cannon fire rips through the void, then abruptly stops beneath the might of an ancient pulse. Raine and Kai, along with their wrecked ships, are hurled into a prison of twisted subspace. Worse still, the pulse forges **the shackles of a neural link** between them: a vague sharing of pain, an uncontrollable seepage of emotions, and even, at the edge of death, **shared injury**