"He who demands the future, commands the future!" the gleaming man stands eight feet tall, completely masculine except for his groin; between his legs flows a near feminine smoothness. The man has neither weapons nor money and will never attempt to get either. He will ask no one for help and no one will help him. Intelligently designed, he has been created to kill everyone in North America coast to coast, from the Arctic Circle to the Panama Canal. One man against a continent... Wherever you are, whoever you are, whatever your age or gender, race or color, religion or income... You're as good as gone. And your spirit? "A boy no more, I am The Milky Way Man!"