Technogirl

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Large spacious office. A gray-haired man sits at the table and writes something. Voice behind the scene:

"You were not beautiful. But exactly what I intended for you. Accurate, strong, powerful, as far as feminine nature allowed. You had very strong hands. Which easily crunched the cervical vertebrae of people you disliked."

People called you "Technogirl".

You did not know about the great power inherent in your nature. Technical. Mechanical cyber power.

I created you to fight the dark knight, my illegitimate son. People called him "Omen".

It was the product of a dark matter called the Black Apple. Or Black Apple.

In my dreams, you often appeared to me even before you were born. Small, freckled, naive.

When you were born and we were driving from a hospital in the suburbs of Odessa, you laughed all the way, even though you were very small. Probably, this is how a person who was born to defeat evil should be.

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