_He was a man of a hundred planets, drawn from the blackness of space to save a tech-galaxy from disintegration. He was Kane, the warrior-mechanic ... memory-king of knowledgeless worlds ... savior to millions ... maniac to the ruling few--so they threw a dragnet over the stars to stop the heretic._ The relentless heat of yellow-white twin suns boiled the thin desert air and it seared his laboring lungs, and he knew why this was called the Desert of One Thousand Mirages. The Desert of One Thousand Hells would have been a better name.…
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