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THE GRID IS FAILING. THE GOD-KING RISES. ONE MAN HOLDS THE LAST SPARK.
Jensen Karr never asked to be a hero.
Born into the outer slums of the Rift Expanse, raised by machines and ghosts, he’s spent his life patching busted warships and dodging galactic dogma. But when a forgotten defense node deep in a collapsed star calls out in his name, Jensen finds himself bound to something ancient — something powerful — something alive.
Across the galaxy, the robed tyrant Malubar has declared divinity. His destroyers patrol the stars. His temples rewrite memory. And his eye has turned toward the Universal Sphere, a dormant weapon that could seal the fate of trillions.
Jensen must unlock the Galactic Defense Grid, rally sentient warships, and travel through fractured time itself — all while confronting his past, and his feelings for the mysterious Lira Vex, a defector with secrets buried in her blood.
The war is not between empires.
It’s between belief and memory.
And the final spark is fading.
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THE LAST SPARK OF MALUBAR
“You were never meant to remember.”
A tyrant encoded into myth.
A pilot haunted by time that never moved forward.
A spark that should not exist.
And a silence that watches from between the stars.
Long ago, the war ended.
Or so they were told.
Across a galaxy governed by the remnants of an ancient defense system known only as the Grid, memory itself is controlled. History rewrites itself with quiet obedience. Entire civilizations disappear from records—and minds—without resistance.
But something has begun to stir beneath the code.
A fragment. A signal. A spark.
Jensen Karr is a courier, smuggler, and former soldier who no longer believes in causes. His job is simple: deliver data, get paid, stay forgotten. Until a routine run ends with a transmission that shouldn’t exist—one not heard in over a century. It doesn’t carry coordinates. It doesn’t speak in any known language.
It remembers him.
Lira Vex was erased. Not killed. Erased.
So why is she alive, breathing, and speaking in fragments of a system she should not understand? Her memories don’t line up. Her body doesn’t match any known record. And the only constant in her unraveling identity is one phrase burned into her pulse:
“Continuity is rebellion.”
What begins as a simple retrieval spirals into a collision with forbidden archives, rogue artificial minds, and a legend whispered through glitch and gravity:
Malubar.
A god? A code? A myth made monstrous?
Some say he ruled through time itself. Others say he never lived at all.
But as the Grid reawakens, starships begin to remember their pasts.
Dead AI awaken mid-flight.
And entire planets flicker with the echo of battles not yet fought.
What follows is not a revolution.
It is a recursion.
A war repeating itself.
A story bleeding backward.
A pilot who never wanted to be a hero.
A woman who was never supposed to live.
And a spark that may destroy the future—by remembering what never happened.
The Last Spark of Malubar is the first chapter in a haunting, cerebral space opera trilogy that blends AI philosophy, lost identity, corrupted divinity, and the fractured physics of memory.
Featuring starships that mourn, time fractures that whisper, and a Grid that may be alive, this is not just a war for the galaxy.
It is a war for what reality chooses to remember.
Who was Malubar?
Why was he erased?
And what happens if he remembers you first?
