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I have been looking forward to and dreading the release of Clone Apocalypse in equal measures for some time now. Mr Kent had made it clear on his blog that this would be the final novel for the last Liberator clone, Wayson Harris.
Apocalypse starts out with a sense of impending doom, and makes no secret that the clones are done for. It doesn't immediately say how or why, but the savvy scifi fan will pick up right away, even if now President of the Enlisted Man's Empire, Harris, doesn't. But Kent does a masterful job of weaving hope through the doom. He keeps telling us the clones are finished, but gives us just enough to believe that he may be misleading us. It was an interesting sensation, I've never felt dread throughout an entire novel before.
Harris is running the EME, he has the remnants of the former government, his creators and betrayers, the Unified Authority, besieged and nearly broken. Then clones start getting sick, the common cold, but this epidemic is man made to kill every clone alive by triggering their death reflex, the neural programming in standard issue military clones as a means of control. Only one clone on earth doesn't have a a death reflex, his programming is of a violent and destructive nature. While millions of clones drop dead bleeding from the ears, Harris' system is being flooded with adrenaline and testosterone.
Once the last Liberator, Wayson is now the last clone, and the flu that killed his brethren may well being driving him homicidally insane. I think all fans of the series have wondered what it would look like if Harris went the way of his predecessors and became addicted to his combat reflex. We finally get it, and it is frightening.
*A note about the end(?) of a series that I have thoroughly enjoyed for many years. It felt to me, that almost from the very beginning, the clones were doomed. When they served their purpose, they would be discarded or eliminated. As seen in previous books, the UA tried both. In my mind, the clones are not unlike the domestic dog, in that they were bred for specific purposes, unfailingly loyal and eager to please, and completely at the mercy of their masters/creators. And much like the dogs we've bred and trained to revere us, I'm not sure the humanity of Kent's world deserved the clones. Their lives were wasted on the scale of millions. Never thanked or recognized for being humanity's savior, in fact never counted among the ranks of humanity at all.
Kent killed billions of people, natural born and synthetic alike, in his series, and it's only for the clones that I grieve.
From the very beginning I wanted the clones to win. To throw of their genetic chains and claim the rights of sentient beings. The clones lost earth, Harris lost his empire, but Terraneau still has clones, brainwashed clones, forced back into the yoke of the UA.
There are SEALs on New Copenhagen as well. And I wouldn't be at all upset if there were future stories involving those psychotic little trolls. I loved that they were brought back to aide Harris in his final battle. One of my favorite lines in the book comes from Freeman when speaking about the SEALs, “Watch yourself around them. These clones are scarier than Harris, and a lot more scary than me.” To fans of the series, that is saying something!
And despite my surety that after ten books, dozens of battles, skirmishes, wars in which he was always front and center and more often than not the last man standing, Harris would meet his end, the slippery stubborn son of a bitch survived. Thanks in no small part to the only man who ever survived long time exposure to the Liberator, Ray Freeman.
I don't expect there to be more Harris novels, but I do hold out a bit of hope. Thank you Mr Kent, it's been a tragic, wild ride.