This edition is no longer in print. A devastating natural disaster in the form of a global earthquake left the world in chaos. Out of this event emerged a class system with the intent to restore civility and order to humanity. Years later, the world has grown less chaotic, but remains unjustly harsh. Blague and his unlikely group struggle to improve the conditions of their lives. Branded as Sins, the lowest class in the hierarchy, they fight to end the injustice and strive for a life in which hope exists again.

This edition is no longer in print. Volume II of the Unearthed Saga: The world is dying, the path of the Sins grows endlessly complex, and Blague is forced to endure an internal conflict he never thought possible. The line between ally and foe wears thin to the point of being indiscernible. An uncertain fate in an uncertain time inspires the greatest lust for change, but will it be enough?

My Uncle taught me everything I know. How to fight... how to live... to harness the ways of the Neraphis Society for the day they may call. He didn't prepare me for his death, though. My name is Elinor Elsan, and I proclaim that weeping in a corner in the wake of the Global Quake is not the way. To accept death before its time is for the cowardly and weak. I, for one, choose life, adventure... like Uncle sought. So that’s it then. I’m done sulking – I’m packing my stuff and hightailing to Old Iceland, where I belong. He left me the resources needed to find them. I’ve earned my key. And I’m not wasting another minute in this chemistry lab when I know I’m only working with limited elements. Basic chemicals and broken people. Pfft. I deserve more. It’s time to chase immortality like the rest of the crazies - no matter the price.

This edition is no longer in print. A heart beats in every one of us. Our friends. Our enemies. We are all the same, part of one scheme. Mulderan has proclaimed himself the leader of these hearts, and will stop at nothing to set forth the next stage of humanity. He is the tyrant that rules, the core of this churning machine. The second coming of the Global Quake is upon us, proving to be as devastating as the first. Billions are lost. Fear is spreading. The order of civilization is threatened, and so an iron fist must be used to uphold it. Our heroes are scattered, fighting to use Mulderan’s momentum against him. But he is strong, and not without allies. The Hiezers and the Aura are united on a thin string, standing against unworthy citizens who defy them. Ayelan preserves the Hiezers, Rol empowers the Aura, and Cryos protects the Sins. Which will stand on top once the fighting is done? What shape will our world take when the ground and blood have settled?