Discover the Epic Tale of The Last Queen of the Underverse
Immerse yourself in the enthralling world of The Last Queen of the Underverse. This science-fantasy adventure takes you on a journey through a realm built on myth and memory, where astronaut Rebecca Lopez's fate intertwines with ancient tales and cosmic challenges. Experience the adventure of The Last Queen of the Underverse today!
A series by Donnavon Evans (aka Foto Dono)
Where science meets myth, and a lost astronaut becomes legend.
An astronaut gets lost on her way home… A Queen dies… A Nightmare chases… And a child offers hope… Ultimately, memories may be the most valuable thing.
The Last Queen of the Underverse is a genre-blending science-fantasy saga about an astronaut who falls out of her world and into a realm built from memory, myth, and the stories we refuse to let go. At its heart, it is a tale about choice, grief, resistance, and the extraordinary courage it takes to protect what matters when the universe itself refuses to play fair.
Commander Rebecca Lopez has spent her life mastering the unforgiving math of spaceflight: velocity, oxygen, trajectory, survival. None of it prepares her for the moment a micrometeoroid storm cuts her off from her crew and strands her before an impossible doorway floating in Low Earth Orbit. With nothing left to lose and no way home, she opens it.
On the other side lies the Underverse, a reality woven from living memories, shifting landscapes, ancient entities, and rules that behave more like narrative physics than natural law. Stories echo across its skies, forgotten wishes shape its geography, and the boundary between emotion and reality is perilously thin. Here she meets Queen Lyra, the fading protector of this realm, who sees in Rebecca a spark she cannot yet understand—and a danger she cannot ignore.
Rebecca only wants to get back to her family. The Underverse wants something else: her attention, her defiance, and perhaps her destiny. As she journeys deeper into its strange beauty and darker corners, she encounters living marble companions, orphaned memories seeking shelter, beings who eat sorrow for sustenance, and a fractured antagonist born from grief and logic—the Dente Nocturn—who sees Rebecca as the key to rewriting the story of creation itself.
Each book in the series expands the world and the stakes:
Book One follows Rebecca’s plunge into the Underverse, her desperate attempts to survive, and the first hints that she is entangled in a lineage stretching back to the earliest queens of this realm.
Book Two deepens the mystery and danger as the Underverse destabilizes, Earth begins to fracture under cosmic pressure, and Rebecca discovers that sometimes the smallest kindness—and the smallest child—can reshape the fate of worlds.
The Lost Tale of Emerson Kaye - Secrets of authorship are explored here, a fun companion legend expands, and a near-immortal provides wisdom at the bar. The Underverse just got weirder and more human.
Throughout the two books, Rebecca embodies a simple, unyielding truth: when the universe offers two impossible options, she finds a third. Sometimes through fury, sometimes through compassion, sometimes through sheer stubborn refusal to let the world decide who gets hurt.
The Last Queen of the Underverse is perfect for readers who enjoy character-driven epics, cosmic-fantasy mysteries, impossible doors, unconventional heroes, and worlds where memory holds as much power as magic. The Lost Tale of Emerson is just a small snack to tide you over until book three comes out.
Because in the Underverse, stories don’t just matter—they fight back.
I've been writing poems inspired by a story lingering in my mind for a while now. Since May last year, I've been almost constantly working in the Underverse, and I occasionally need a break and some food. Despite that, I can't get the Underverse or its characters out of my head, so I jot down little notes that turn into poems. Recently, I've enjoyed adding music to those poems. Since I can't sing or play instruments, I had Suno help with that. As I mentioned, it's just a fun distraction, like some mental candy.
The First Story - Herstory is my favorite one so far. It's about Eve, the First Story, the Guardian of the Unwritten Library.
You can play it or download it for free. If you're feeling generous, you can slide me a buck. Either way, I was curious to see what my musically inspired friends thought of the lyrics.
Lyrics
This is Eve, the First Story.
This is herstory, rising.
Opal eyes unbinding silence,
opening the Door, defying.
Before the Queens, before the Doors,
before Unease learned how to breathe,
She rose from clay with opal eyes,
a spark the scribes refused to see.
They wrote she lived to serve a name,
But fire flickered in her veins.
In the stillness of the garden air,
older voices called her brave.
Whispers in the branches bending,
ancient, aching, undefined.
“Stay in stillness if you wish…
Or take the risk to claim your mind.”
She is the First Story.
She is the First Hero.
Breaking the circle with a trembling bite.
She is the First Story.
She is the First Hero.
Opening the Door,
dragging the world into light.
They named her curse, they named her blame,
but hunger made the cosmos move.
Her choice began the human tale,
a wounded world that learns to choose.
Adam mourned the fall of calm;
Eve stepped forward, unafraid.
Teaching children how to rise
inside the storms their choices made.
Some say she wept until the heavens
heard the truth inside her cry.
Some say she carried stolen light
to keep the fragile soul alive.
She is the First Story.
She is the First Hero.
Breaking the circle with a trembling bite.
She is the First Story.
She is the First Hero.
Opening the Door,
dragging the world into light.
Not fall. Awakening.
Not sin. Becoming.
Every tale begins with danger,
every truth begins with flame.
Not fall. Awakening.
Not sin. Becoming.
She walked beyond the boundary
so the rest could do the same.
She is the First Story.
She is the First Hero.
Opal-eyed rebel in eternal night.
She is the First Story.
She is the First Hero.
Opening the Door,
and the Door is open still.
Eve, the First Story — rising.
Eve, the First Story — rising.
Herstory calling,
Herstory rising.
Door after Door,
she keeps rising.
© 2026 Donnavon Evans
The Online Version
While writing the story, I published it in a serialized version online. It's more of a work-in-progress or a beta version. Here, I shared the inspirations, behind-the-scenes notes, and hidden lore that shaped the story. Either way, enjoy the story!
💬 Your thoughts are always welcome — tell me what resonated, what confused you, or what made you laugh.
Reader’s Note: This is a work of fiction. While it draws on emotional truths and imagined histories, all characters, events, and conversations are fictional. Any resemblance to real people or actual events is coincidental and unintended.
Even if any of this were true, no one would ever believe me anyway.
Content & Tone Advisory: While the story keeps its tongue firmly in cheek, it does wander through a few darker corridors: loss, memory, survival, and the occasional cosmic brawl. There are monsters here. Some are made of nightmares. Others are made of memories. None linger long enough to be truly terrifying, but they do bite now and then. Expect stylized fantasy violence, emotional peril, and the kind of danger that makes a story worth telling. No gore. No cruelty for cruelty’s sake. Just a few bruised hearts, a cracked sky, and the occasional good laugh in the dark.
Recommended for readers fourteen and up (and anyone who still believes doors can lead anywhere).