Sgt. Maxwell Strong is dead, but his mechanized suit is still on patrol, trying to find its missing war.
But the intergalactic war is over, and so are the civilizations that waged it.
The people who grow up in the wreckage don’t know the difference between the nature and the leftovers of sentient-ascendant combat operators. They’re just trying to scratch a living out of the dirt.
Living isn’t easy. Every winter may outlast their food, strange beasts roam the land, and they are ruled by fat feudal lords like Sir Gregor Divine, who’s claim to power is a flintlock musket, an entourage of criminals, and a bloodline.
When Sir Gregor ventures past the Thornwall to bring back its magic, he sets a new protocol in motion that could be the death of every soul on the planet.
But to a small girl like Elkie, who has no soul, it is the beginning of a surprising friendship, full of such wonders as fireapple-eating robots, trees that turn into satellite dishes, and the Bubble Unicorn Happy Hour.
Lonely Power Armor is a fascinating world. Akers fills it with all the small touches that make it feel deep and complicated and real. You won’t want it to end.