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D'Anthony, Dante The Pandoran Age Chronicles ISBN 13 : 9781497494169

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Deneb IV, 2400 CE. A dashing young research scientist, Lourdes Cassandra, is suddenly sent out to the Frontier on a secret mission. An ancient alien base has been discovered and the technologies may lead self aware AI and the development of Transhuman Singularity. But Out-Space is a realm of warlords and psychopathic cultures and anti-government fanatics. In Sunrider warship, she begins her mission past the edges of civilized space, into a realm of warlords, and finally to the galactic core, where an alien artifact rush has created the boom-town, Tangeonprioc. Will the alien base contain science that will advance mankind-or doom it? Civilizations are clashing, and horrific warlords commit atrocities. Lastly, what destroyed the brilliant predecessors? "She was a neurologist, an expert in Organic Chemistry. What possible ugly, secret use could the government of Deneb System want with her? Her air-taxi broke through a cloud, and she approached the Medical Center in a series of drops through various traffic streams. Her mind drifted through current events that might bode trouble for the government. Mercury Nearside City had dominated the economic and political life of the Solar system for several bright and beautiful centuries of progress; the rise of Deneb IV had been closely watched and carefully guided at the hands of the Mercurians-always behind the scenes, with a patronizing, somewhat scoffing attitude-less scoffing in the last century, however. Trade routes has always given rise to great cities, and Deneb was in line with the majority of ship routes along the Orion Spiral Arm of the galaxy. Among the other star systems there was an inconsistent quality to Humankind’s developing cultures, some noble, some corrupt, some downright depraved. At the Deep Frontier, and further-Outspace, a profound lawlessness and epic criminal set of warlords came and went. A warlord would rise up, claim a world, begin committing atrocities in the name of glory, or a twisted take on religion, and Mercury Nearside City would rally the Solar system to send troops and bring order. The pattern had happened so often it was considered a fifty/fifty chance any longer as a settlement somewhere developed. Still, it was a stretch to imagine they would call upon a Neurologist in such matters. Onto the Art deco parapets and landing portals, then she was greeted by a taciturn man, Dr. Scalotta, aged somewhat ungracefully for one with access to the best medical services, she mused. “Dr. Cassandra, thank you for coming. Right this way.” he gestured with a tired, stooped walk and was wearing optical displays-a conceit, she surmised, but kept the question open-why such disregard for his person? His wearing of antiquated optics, apparent aging without youth re-boosting, these smacked of a creep factor. “Thank you, Dr., Thoughtful of you to come up and greet me personally.” She smiled with an earnest glow she knew well had melted many a man’s heart, but the old man seemed barely to notice. A cursory nod. Instead, Dr. Scalotta peered at the world beyond the landing pad with a curious reverie. Blinding daylight gone now, Deneb IV was a beehive of activity, and all that activity visible in the lights of towers and vehicles. Higher, and bathing the landscape in a form of moon glow, space stations and orbiting solar farms reflected strange geometries in the heavens. At length he finally responded, “Well, buried in my work as I am, it’s a welcome break to be reminded there is a world still out there.” She raised her eyebrows. The old Wizard was poking his head up from his library and incantations. They made their way to a lift and dropped quickly and deeply into the bowels of the tower. It opened onto a brightly lit lab full of researchers, robots, and discordantly-two military police, apparently cyborged, scarred battle veterans..."
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From South Buffalo New York, D'Anthony worked in the Arts, Architecture and Commercial Finance in Miami, Los Angeles, and New York City. He was in the Army Reserves.

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