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Year 3000. The birth Year of Eve. A legend is born, under the stars of a distant galaxy, inside an alien lab. A futuristic cyber soldier. Eyes of a storm, face of an angel, body of a goddess. Tagline: Bombshell Action Babe.
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‎Human, Alien, Machine. Daughter of Andromeda, Queen of Saiyara, Intergalactic Committee Space Commander, Kindred Spirit, Mighty Warrior, Cybernetic Prodigy.
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‎Ageless tale spanning generations. Future past episodes. Short chapters and epic installations. Emotional, action-packed... futuristic scifi lore. 
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‎Built for survival. Wired for history. Crowned for peace. She bleeds metal, thinks faster than light, and sleeps with the stars.
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‎Eve Andromeda is the story of a lonely woman's journey in the cosmos. Born as an AI, transformed to Human, enhanced by alien genes. She survived the harshest wasteland planets, became a bounty hunter and hunted vicious aliens and cyborgs. Then she met a friend from planet Saiyara who transformed her life and gave her a legacy. 
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‎Universal Defense Forces (IC) gave her a spaceship, a rank, a squad, missions that took her to the most uncharted corners of the Galaxies. 
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‎Not only Humans, even aliens praise her beauty. But she's not fragile, she's the most devastating force, and there is nowhere she wouldn't go to protect her planet, her galaxy, and the friends she's sworn to protect. 
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‎Eve of Andromeda is a Doomborn Slayer to the forces of hell, and a superstar to countless young dreamers and stargazers. When not on the battlefield, she's out there in the cosmos discovering ruins and alien tech. Deep space archeology is her favorite hobby.
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‎This is not just a reader's stash, it's a fully fledged scifi space saga with tonnes of visually stunning images and videos. 
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‎She is Eve of Andromeda, and this her story... story of her evolution.

Eve Andromeda

‎"Did you forget who I am?" Her voice thundered as she hurled a massive cyborg sentinel into the committee hall's wall, the impact reverberating through the chamber.

‎Committee members looked at her in horror.

The committee members stared, horrified, as Eve stalked down the aisle. Her HyperXeno surged, electricity crackling, enveloping her in a cocoon. "Who dares challenge me?" Her voice, layered with an electronic echo, boomed through the hall.

She stopped before a tentacled-faced figure, demanding, "Give me my commander back!"

‎Just then, the hall pulsates with strange lights and noise, captivating everyone's attention but Eve.

‎"Thank heavens, it's Mother Cetra!"

‎Mother Cetra, a spirit of guidance and rule of law, rarely intervened. She didn't—not even in devastating wars between galaxies. This was a rare event.

‎Strange halos surround Eve, forcing suppression of her transformation. The halos emitted light and light auroras concentrating on Eve's body, now nearly half metallic through morphosis.

‎Clashes of bluish electrical currents from her body counter yellowish electrical torrents from the halos.

Mother AI, projected above, battled to contain Eve's machine core.

Backstory: Mira had been summoned to Cetra 9. The IC had sent their own spaceship to escort her. What Mira thought was a routine visit turned out to be a secret preplanned inquiry. She realized she was not there for any report. It was about Talcador. The committee had become suspicious of Nomad's secret op. They wanted answers.

‎Eve had told Mira nothing about Bernard. She was completely blind, surprised, enraged by IC's stance. She was detained, accused of withholding information. Various charges were filed against her.

‎She cleverly sent a message to Nomad from her prison cell with the help of her contact, a friend, and a fellow IC commander.

‎Mother AI's hologram flickered in the hall above Eve. Her voice echoed like a ghost, "Restrain yourself!"

Eve's rage intensified, thunderbolts erupting from her, scorching walls and ceilings. Nanites rippled across her skin, straining to break free. "Return Mira to me!" she bellowed.

‎Eve's body levitated in the air. Halos surrounding her started spinning around her body with greater momentum. They pulsed, trying to get to her body. Yellow lights were dominating.

‎"Stand down now. All matters will be resolved. You must learn to control your powers... and your rage."

‎Eve closed her eyes. Something was changing. She let her consciousness go.

‎A sonic blast rippled from her body, radiating in every direction. The blast force shattered windows of the hall. Now all the people—aliens and machines—panicked and started running toward the exits, escorted by their sentinels.

‎The entire chamber crackled in a web of blue electric light.

‎Cetra's voice wavered, "Eve... you must stop now!"

‎Eve screamed with more rage. Chaos force in her body seemed to be bending space-time, almost like ripping dimensions of reality.

‎Another chaotic blast wave shook the entire compound. Chamber walls were cracking, the roof was falling apart, pillars falling down.

‎Mother AI was fighting hard, but yellow electricity was fading, weakening.

‎Cetra's hologram began to pulse. People outside the grand IC committee could feel the entire Cetra 9 vibrating beneath their feet. Above the sky, through the clouds, lights were changing. The oceans above them seemed to be falling down. The system was failing.

Cetra's hologram lunged toward Eve, suspended midair, but Eve's gravitational force repelled her. Chaos spiraled.

‎Power outage in Cetra 9? Unthinkable.

Then, darkness. A lightning bolt tore through the hall, spiriting Eve away. Silence fell.

Queen Enraged