A philosophical novel for anyone who refuses to stop asking questions.

There's a question you've never stopped asking — about what you are, where you came from, and what happens when it all ends. And there's a feeling, hard to admit, that the available answers ask you to stop thinking in order to accept them.

Faith offers ready-made certainties. Skepticism discards what it cannot measure. Architect of Myself occupies the territory between the two — where science, history, and the great spiritual traditions stop being enemies and start pointing, each in its own language, toward the same horizon.

Since childhood, Lira has taken the world apart to understand it — keeping the questions no one could answer. One evening, she crosses paths with a being willing to unravel, one by one, the deepest layers of reality.

What happens next becomes a seventeen-chapter journey through consciousness, extraterrestrial life, and humanity's place in the cosmos — each chapter built with precision on the one before it, until the ground beneath your feet is no longer the same.