All he did was take a different route on his morning jog.
Now Myles is stranded among immortals who can tear through stone, regenerate from decapitation, and treat planet-killing weapons like family heirlooms. He wakes up surrounded by women who call themselves demonkin, speaks to beasts that evolve into handsome warriors overnight, and discovers that his own body can heal from wounds that should leave him as nothing but a memory.
Oh, and apparently he's the last human alive.
What utter nonsense.
At least he gets a crazy white-haired bombshell of a girlfriend out of the deal. Lia is tall, terrifying, gentle, and utterly convinced that he is the love of her life—even if he can't remember half the time they supposedly spent together. Her sisters are no better: a genius who builds artificial life, a warrior who trains him by throwing him off cliffs, and another who watches him from shadows with eyes that never open.
But the nonsense doesn't stop there. Oh no it doesn't.