Is It Wrong to Pursue National Policies on Terra?

This world is so broken, rotten, and scarred beyond recognition.

Disasters rage everywhere, wars never cease, and the people are numb. Politics are rotten, and officials are corrupt.

Cruel rulers take pleasure in the suffering of the people.

Ancient evil gods lurk in the shadows, waiting for a chance to devour the world.

All living things kill out of hatred and prejudice, spreading destruction through fear and madness.

Yet the way forward for this world is clear before me.

The path of an emperor, glorious in authoritarian power? The life of a capitalist demon, drunk on luxury? Or becoming the spark that sets the prairie ablaze?

"Then I will resolutely choose the hardest path: fight heaven and earth, and take endless joy in it."

"But before that, let me implement a national policy."

Also known as: "How Can a Veteran Revolutionary Like Me End Up in a Love Triangle?" and "Once I've Grown Stronger, I'll Smash All of Terra."

PS: Simply put, this is a story about starting a revolution in Arknights with a Steelwire System.

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