Tiamat

Tiamat is dead. Dismembered. Forgotten. Or so they would have you believe...

From shattered myths and forgotten histories, her name flickers back into the world—scrawled in subway tunnels, whispered in corrupted code, encoded in the glow of a statue’s severed head drifting over the Atlantic. The past isn’t past. It’s bleeding through vending machines, lurking in corporate algorithms, rewriting the fabric of reality itself.

Told through redacted documents, snippets from suppressed tales, and the spiraling chaos of President Hyperion Storm’s reign, this book traces the scattered remnants of an antediluvian chaos goddess who refuses to stay buried.

Includes 77 eerie, never-before-seen images of Tiamat’s lingering presence—hidden in plain sight.