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On a fossil world called Mantidoa, a clutchless mantid nymph must defy a zealot's purge and a sentient rot that feeds on death — wielding mercy as her only weapon.
SYNOPSIS:
In a biopunk world built within the fossilized ribcages of ancient Titans, civilization is powered by a grim biological imperative: "Accounting Night." Here, the rain is liquid memory, and cities run on the dust of the dead. To maintain the infrastructure, males must prove their worth by being ritually consumed by the females they love. It is not murder; it is the highest form of devotion.
Vedran, a young male, has waited his whole life for this moment. He stands before Valkyrith, begging to be eaten so he may finally matter. But Valkyrith refuses.
To Vedran, this mercy feels like a cruel rejection—a denial of his soul. But to Valkyrith, it is the spark of a heresy that will shatter the world. Branded a traitor for rejecting the "logic of sacrifice," she flees, taking the confused and heartbroken Vedran with her.
They are hunted by Vel’Zhera, a tyrant who is not driven by evil, but by a mother’s grief hardened into doctrine. Vel’Zhera believes that without the ritual sacrifice, the cities will fall and her brood will have died in vain. Her logic is airtight: the system works, and mercy is a death sentence for their species.
To survive, Valkyrith assembles a "clutch" of outcasts: Bracca, a massive Shield Mantis who carved the names of those she saved into her back; Virëssa, an Orchid Mantis noble learning to be useful for the first time; and Zipra, a guilt-ridden guide seeking redemption. Together, they must reach the Tower before Vel’Zhera’s army.
Valkyrith’s weapon is not a sword, but the "Blade of Voice"—an instrument that cuts intent rather than flesh. To defeat a system built on mandatory self-erasure, she must become PRAYPREY—a restorative myth that challenges the world to carry what it would otherwise consume.
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