Imagine a world where super-computers conspire with toaster ovens to unseat mankind as the dominant species. A place where Monkeys connive, gator-men prognosticate, and Monsters unionize... Where your heart is a living nanotech colony, with billions of microscopic robots protecting you from certain death... While in exchange, your life-force ?lls their battery cores, giving them not only energy, but purpose, identity... Soul... Oh, yeah... And what if these same tiny atomic tools are programmed to spontaneously forge any weapon, vehicle, or object you can imagine? As a twelve-year-old boy... Youve got one hell of an imagination, and with it, youll either save the human race... Or utterly and completely destroy it.