Clockwork Angels

In the beginning there was light war and chaos; and it was the Devil who saved the world. How did our species thank him? With a collective middle finger and an eternity of hatred and contempt. Now a new war is brewing and the human race unwittingly stands upon the precipice of a cataclysm. Perplexed by a divine command to search for a Hindu thief and bothered by premonitions he does not understand Lucky the Devil endeavors to find three relics key to the imminent conflict. If only the Almighty would send him a text instead of cryptic visionary bullshit he might stand a better chance of saving the world. Again.