The Black Choir

A deserter hears a dying inquisitor whisper coordinates. A warlord follows blood. A chaplain tallies sins like spare parts. Together, reluctant, ravenous, or resigned, they cross a continent of ruins chasing a relic that might let a man speak with God.

But the "Vox Deus" isn't a treasure. It's a machine, and machines only say what they're fed. If a voice can be recorded, who owns the words? If a miracle needs a microphone, what happens when you turn it off?

Bleak, propulsive, and unexpectedly funny, The Black Choir is a treasure hunt where the prize is the last thing you should ever switch on.