Can a child raised in darkness change the destiny of humanity?
Joel is no ordinary orphan. Born aboard a generation ship, his real home is Brin —a virtual world where an AI has cared for him like a mother since birth.
But beyond Brin lies a universe his people have never seen. In the 24th century, free will has been erased and faith outlawed. Humanity spreads across the galaxy like a plague, ruled by corporations that control not only life, but the soul itself.
Joel doesn’t know it yet, but he is about to ignite a new era: an epic journey that will carry him from the shadows of space into battles for freedom, love, and the future of humankind.
Beyond science fiction, this novel weaves cyberpunk, space opera and human drama into a story of rebellion, hope and discovery.
Are you ready to enter the future of humanity?
“I trusted I would see her on the ship, but she didn’t want to stay in the cabin with us, with me. She lay down, along with hundreds of other anonymous people, in a hive full of small niches where they connected and seemed to sleep like nocturnal animals waiting for moonlight.”
What readers are saying about Children of Brin
It’s been years since a series kept me awake at night. I hope to keep reading Nicholas as he creates new realities — this one was truly worth it.”
— Mercedes CP (Amazon)
…The story grows in scale and keeps the pace that has defined the entire trilogy. Joel, raised in deep space, faces a universe full of challenges, where every decision matters and everything has consequences. The plot blends science fiction and fantasy in a natural way, taking you through unexpected settings as the pieces of the puzzle slowly fall into place. Each twist keeps up the tension and never lets your interest fade.”
— Ángeles (Amazon)
“—Love doesn’t exist.
—But I’m an AI, and I’ve found it. You can find it too, you just have to open the door when it comes knocking. Didn’t your adoptive father ever tell you about Röh? —asked Andelain with a mischievous smile.
“That sound of metal echoing through my skull via the connector in my neck had been a constant in my childhood, but ever since I left Veluss it belonged to the past. The wired neurolink connection was the most intimate of all. You could connect to Brin in many ways, but the most authentic one was still joining flesh and metal with the machine.”
I’ve waited almost thirty years. That may be half a lifetime for a human, but for an AI it’s an eternity.
“She could have turned herself into sea sand —I did it once, just to know what it feels like to be less than nothing, at the mercy of the waves, the tides, and every living creature— but she had chosen to be moss, to watch from the sidelines, not even being less than nothing.
She materialized next to me, sitting in front of the cliff.
‘Are you never going to leave me alone? I already paid my debt.'”
“The assault caught the crew by surprise, but that ship carried thousands of trained, battle-ready corporate soldiers. Inside our own vessel we were only a few hundred, and we knew nothing of their secrets. They couldn’t just vent us into space, but the interior of an enemy ship hid countless traps. Some fell to drones, assault androids, or mechanical snares. Once we gained physical access to the data buses, Andelain, Roona, and her sisters gave us a crucial advantage by infecting their systems, shutting down their defenses, and driving their technology insane, turning it against them. Hundreds of enemies died without ever knowing what was happening—suffocated by their own suits, blown out into space, or poisoned by the ship’s ventilation system.”
“Seeing him asleep on that stretcher was like looking at myself. An impossible twin, a father with almost the same biological age as his son—a twin-father. He had my black curls, the same stern expression of someone who had seen too much, the same grimace of disbelief on his lips despite everything he had lived through. When he opened his eyes and fixed them on me, it felt as if God himself were judging me; yet those eyes did not judge. They had traveled to a place beyond all that is known and returned, but only as a visitor. This world was no longer his. After nearly thirty years in hibernation, his body remained unchanged, but in the look in his eyes and in the distance he kept from everything around him, it was clear that something within him had shifted during all that time.”
“‘Ariel managed to walk, with help, up to her lover’s stretcher, and they looked at each other with a tenderness I had never seen before—like two lovers reunited after a lifetime of tragedy.’
‘So… what now?’ I asked, afraid of ruining that unique moment.
‘We’re going to kill that son of a bitch Clink and every one of his henchmen,’ whispered Valerie.
After all, some things never change with time.”
“We both knew we were nothing more than two lonely bodies lost in the void, intertwined like two loose branches drifting in a river. In the endless river of space.”
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