The world is not what it seems.Reality itself is under siege.
Michael Bishop is an Asset of the Facility, a job that comes with many strange perks. He is a man who never gets ill, who never pays taxes. He is effortlessly fit, enjoys a lavish lifestyle, and has as many romantic partners as he could desire.

That is, when he is not on assignment.

When activated, Michael becomes Asset 108, a cyber-enhanced human who stands against the strange darkness that lurks at the edge of our world. Armed with equipment that most would find impossible to comprehend, he is sent on missions both strange and deadly. Each dossier pits him against Irrational creatures, beings with the power to unravel sanity or possibly reality itself. It's never a simple job.

This job, however, is more complex than most. Mysterious unknown targets are fracturing reality, somewhere in the middle of the Mojave Desert. The Facility has no other Assets in the area, and their telemetry is spotty at best. Without knowing what to expect, Bishop is activated, assigned to a cadre, and sent to the middle of nowhere.

What he finds there is both the beginning and the end…

The end of existence itself.

A Myriad of Worlds...This story is the first regarding the adventures and trials of Michael Bishop, a man who does not know his nature. It is a story of a shadowed world, a world where creatures of outer darkness are hunted by a faceless organization, the Facility.

This series, The Paean of Sundered Dreams, is a multi-genre, universe-spanning array of tales with Lovecraftian themes. Some of the strands of this work are science fiction, some fantasy, and some steampunk, but they share the same horrific universe. They weft and weave together, each leaving breadcrumbs of clues for the next story.

Each tale echoes a beating heart of darkness, cackling quietly in the shadows of existence.

If you are the kind of reader who cannot rest until every secret is found, for whom genre is unimportant, and who will travel a wide and vast multiverse to learn things man was not meant to know…

Welcome, wayward wanderer.

This was written for you.