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Cezary Zbieszczowski (b. 1975) is a graduate of the Faculty of Polonistics at the University of Warsaw.

His short stories and novels were published in the magazines «New Fiction», «Sideways», «Science Fiction, Fantasy & Horror, as well as in the anthologies New Arrivals, Without a Hero, and Science Fiction. Cezary Zbyszczowski's first debut book is a collection of short stories, Requiem for Dolls (2008), set in the fictional world of Ramma. Holocaust F (2013) became Zbyszczowski's calling card. Since then, the author has written several more short stories and novellas, and is currently working on his second novel.

The novel Holocaust F is a rare example of modern uncompromising science fiction: here, the vision of the future is as important as the fate of the characters, and the philosophical concepts are no less fascinating than the plot. The scale of Neil Stephenson, the stifling irony of Peter Watts, the slightly crazy view of reality inherent in Philip K. Dick - all this is multiplied by the traditions of the best examples of Polish science fiction. In addition to the novel, the book includes a number of short stories and novellas, independent in plot, but connected to the Holocaust F by a common world.

The novel won three prestigious Polish fandom awards: the SFinks Prize, the prize of the oldest Polish fiction magazine Nowa Fantastyka, and the Jerzy Żuławski Prize.

The future is inevitable and inexorable. It is approaching us at the speed of the Heart of Darkness spacecraft, which has miraculously returned to Earth's orbit. What has this "Heart of Darkness" just brought, and will there be anyone to meet it on Earth?

Humanity has reached the limit, the number of changes has reached a critical mass, and it seems that not only the world as we have known it for thousands of years is about to end. Societies are disappearing, meaning is being devalued, and memory is being eroded. And the further we go, the more illusory the boundary between a flesh-and-blood human being and the consciousness that exists in the digital, virtual world becomes. Maybe this virtual world is the only refuge for humanity? On a planet overrun by an epidemic of warlike locusts and modified vampires, there is nothing left worth fighting for. Or maybe there is?