I Am Eliza

I Am Eliza

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Saving the world kind of sucks. Elizabeth Keandra-Eshe Clark is just your average woman. If that woman was a neon-beam shooting superhero who spent half of her life being captured, shot at, tortured, ridiculed, and harassed in every possible capacity. But it's how life is, you have to play the game. She works as a citizen in the day and fights the bad guys in the night. It's how you play the game. But with the death of her love, the life she knew spirals into disaster. Someone tossed the board and the pieces are clattering on the floor, smashing into dust. There is nothing left for Eliza now, no hope, no love, no life. But the world still needs saving. Here's to hoping she finds herself before the bad guys do. Before the game plays her.
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It's so lonely here on this big romantic island, in this alien moon colony that I own. With my wife away all week, and my job as an Overlord stressing me out, there's just no time for romance. Fortunately I'm a hive-mind and my former body was male, and HOT. Wouldn't hurt anything to just...have a drink with my cloned self. Passions unfold in this totally dead serious and not at all blatantly satirical story, of sarcastic romance and self-love, where me and other me with a beard, split hairs on the definitions of what having "an affair" even means. Is it even cheating if it's you on you? Maybe, but what our cloned wife doesn't know, won't hurt them. An affair turns to a coverup, and a series of murders to bury the situation. Every step closer to myself, takes me closer to a prison sentence, as things become harder to hide, and suspicious turn to theories. What on Odin's green moon have I done, and do I really want to stop now? It's just starting to get fun.

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