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Hey hey! I’m Colby R. Rice — sci-fi thriller novelist, screenwriter, Black girl gamer, full-stack developer, and AI engineer in progress, and tech founder. For a long time, I told my story as a writer. Now? I’m telling the story of what happens when creativity, technology, games, systems, and ambition all collide — on purpose. If you’re a creative who’s tech-curious, a writer who loves story, a gamer who overthinks everything, or a Blerd baddie carving out space in art and tech — welcome, boos! 💅🏾✨ This is The Sable Singularity. Pull up a chair. Or a rocketship. 🚀

The lock-in has begun. The world that Zeika has always known, decimated. After a political firestorm left her, her city, and her countrymen in ruins, illegal alchemist and civilian gunrunner Zeika Anon has chosen to walk the side of darkness. She has joined the terrorist insurgency KOA: The Knights of Almaut, the final phalanx standing between Zeika’s people and extermination.

For over 100 years the Civic Order and the Alchemic Order have held a shaky truce, peppered by violence and mistrust. But when Koa, a Civilian-born insurgency, bombs an Alchemist summit, the truce is shattered. Now, Koa is rising. War is coming. And all 16-year-old Zeika Anon can do is keep moving as she watches the lords of alchemy slowly overtake her home.

They stole her life, but they can't steal her escape. If Zeika didn't know she was screwed before, she definitely knows now. Between Azures, Koa, Sal Morgan, and the delightful demonic "newcomers" to her Demesne, Zeika finds herself pinned, enemies on all sides. And yet a hidden route, one only she can take, may be the only way to escape the insanity and death that awaits her at every turn.

For over one hundred years the Civic Order and the Alchemic Order have held a shaky truce, peppered by violence and mistrust. But when Koa, a Civilian-born insurgency, bombs an Alchemist summit, the truce is shattered. Now, Koa is rising. War is coming. And all sixteen-year-old Zeika Anon can do is keep moving as she watches the lords of alchemy slowly overtake her home.

Humans are making my life complicated. First, my booty call-boy falls in love with me, then a John Doe shows up, pinned to our office wall. Then a paranoid Doomsday Prepper starts stalking me. Ugh. As if being a vampire in the city isn’t complicated enough.