Carol, known to the quivering masses simply as "Mom," has shed the final pretense of mortality. The sweet, grandmotherly facade she once presented to the public was always a lie, a thin veil over a heart of cold, corporate cruelty. But now, that veil is atomized. Infused with a galaxy's worth of self-replicating nanites, her frail, aged body is a prison she can shed at will. She transforms into a terrifying goddess of chrome and starlight, a being whose physical form is a weapon of mass destruction.