'To those who know that the inhabitants of heaven and hell are
political prisoners, that the law is as preventative as next year's
weather, that the post-human's too predictable, South London has always
been a playground.'
What if god were found to exist? What if revenge were possible?
Competing groups of assassins race to exterminate the creator, with
young gun Alix the favourite.
But conflict among the Edgemen sends Alix in pursuit of renegade shaman
Quinas and a psychic splinter group. Waging multidimensional war, the
Edgemen travel through sidespace to confront at last the source of evil
and hit back at a toxic universe, even at the risk of ending it.
This short poetic novella is a dense, corrosive satirical trip. Unlike
most Aylett books, there are very few humorous diversions. It's like
having a bucket of spiked sherbet dumped into your skull.