First of all, buying the book I didn't know that Sloane Kelly would be the main character. It was hard trying to suppress the memory of an Andromeda bug, where Sloane Kelly is trying to get more comfy but instead just melts into her seat. Yeah that made reading those 100 pages a little hard:
ANYWAY. Prologue is just terrible. It's a field trip to a rotten SJW mind. In short. Slone is happy that they are going to Andromeda, because it will be a new better home, they will create a new better place to live, a better society. All races will be equal. There won't even be a trace of bureaucracy. Everybody will be united by one common purpose and they will all be friends. And the Citadel? That's a horrible place. Nexus is new, better and everything will be awesome and wonderful. Like an episode of My Little Pony.
:incloosive:
...and then the action starts, and guess what?
Slone Kelly does the exact opposite of what she was thinking about.
- No bureaucracy? Nexus is in the danger! What do we do? Oh, I know time to impose a bureaucratic system on everyone!
- There will be no divisions in Andromeda? If you not with us, you are against us! Screw everyone who looks at me the wrong way!
- I think officers that use any means necessary to boost their careers and trample everyone in their path are terrible people and I condemn them. But when only she is given enough power one of her favourite orders is to kill everyone who opposes her. Kill em all!
- Everyone on the Nexus will be friends united in one goal? This person! She's my friend! Oh, oh... that person is dead? I can't and won't call her a friend because she never was my friend and she is... just dead.
OH AND I ALMOST FORGOT ABOUT THE MOST IMPORTANT PART! Guys, I finally understand why people in Andromeda are so fucked in the head. Right before leaving they had a party with large amounts of alcohol. Sloane Kelly is having the worst hangover in her life when she is being frozen. In other words being hangover for 600 years with alcohol still coursing in your veins would fuck up anyone. The other colonists were drunk or hangover too. AND NOBODY and I mean NOBODY was worried about this. And guess what was Sloane Kelly's actual fear? That if she gets a wedgie, after 600 years it will become a serious medical problem (not even joking.)
Also the description of Addison and her face enamoured me. It went something like this. Addison had a motionless gaze of someone who traveled thousands of light years and is ready to switch off emotionally (not a joke).
Her face is always tired, always bruh.