Professional scythes control death. The Thunderhead controls everything else. It's a perfect system. Until it isn't. It's been a year since Rowan had gone off grid. Hunted by the Scythedom, he has become an urban legend, a vigilante snuffing out corrupt scythes in a trial by fire. Citra, meanwhile, is forging her path as Scythe Anastasia, gleaning with compassion and openly challenging the ideals of the 'new order'. But it is clear that not everyone is open to the change. Conflict amongst the scythes is growing, and when Citra's life is threatened, it becomes clear that there is a truly terrifying plot afoot. The Thunderhead observes everything, and it does not like what it sees. Will it intervene? Or will it simply watch as this perfect world begins to unravel?