In the 2040s, a neural network capable of controlling robotic, military soldiers is about to be deployed. Governments wont stop it, corporations want it, and the populace doesent care. It comes down to the son of the one who made their creation possible to end it. But a man is not enough. A paladin is not enough. So how does he become more, become strong enough to fight the three letter agencies and the corpos? Embracing the ways of his childhood and of his father. And due to the magic cast upon him by those that took him in when  his father was exiled, he must embrace this quick. He has but thirty days after all. This will be a writathon novel, so be nice. I plan to do a chapter a chapter daily, and that chapter will span around a day. Have fun!