Fabius Bile, Chief Apothecary of the Third Legion, and fleshcrafter is a morality tale of immediate significance.
A transhuman warrior, designed by The Emperor (an allegorical stand in for God) to be supreme warriors, their goal to unite the galaxy under the Emperor's reign and usher in a golden age of mankind.
However, like Lucifer leading the third of the Heavenly Host in rebellion against their very Creator (one of the literal allegories drawn by Warhammer), Horus lead half the Legions in rebellion against the Emperor.
Fallen Angels indeed.
Amidst this meta narrative, both a hallmark of post modern philosophical nihilism, as well as a retelling of both Norse mythology as well as Christian origins reworked as modern myth, Fabius Bile is perhaps the penultimate transhuman.
A creation who fancies itself the creator. A creation who, through it's own logic and reason, by it's own standards less than that of it's designer, it concludes that 'God is dead', and attempts, in it's own mortal frailty, to mimic, but only ever poorly, the creation of the Creation. To stand in as the Creator, even though it eschews all allegiance to it's parent.
And yet as an end result of it's own tinkering and science, it creates a race lesser than itself, which in order to survive must see it, him, as their own Creator God and worship him accordingly.
Much like actual transhumanist philosophical thought, this uncovers the reality of the ideology: usurpation of divine authority in favor of establishing ones own self as divine.
Clonelord is very much a tale of this allegorical morality tale. Fabius, laughing at the notion of both the Chaos gods and the authority of Him on the Golden Throne, in the name of forging a new path, vows to creat the New Man, and in so doing sets himself up as a god.
And yet, like anything lesser attempting to mimic the glory of that which supercedes it, it fails. And does so spectacularly.
In the first novel you couldn't help but like, even if just a little, Fabius Bile. In this one, Reynolds ends it in a way designed to force you to see Fabius for the cruel, selfish, inwardly fearful bastard that he is.
A man trapped in a cycle of his own sins and failings, flailing about for a way out, but only ever digging his own hole deeper.
Excellent read, as always Reynolds crafts a wonderful tale, and Fabius Bile is easily his best work.
Even if a shared universe isn't your thing, or if you aren't big on the, oft times overwrought, Biblical and Mythological themes of Warhammer, you really should give this trilogy a try.
Third volume may come out later this year or early next.
Highly recommended.