When Lu Rongrong died in the lingering heat of the explosion, she finally smiled.
As the only "monster" in that world to awaken a fire ability, she had been caged and exploited. In the end, she dragged that sanctimonious captain down with her. At least she hadn't lost out.
When she opened her eyes again, her soul had transmigrated into the frail body of a girl named Agna, as weak as a withered leaf. Cast out by her tribe, she was left in a cave to die.
Weak? After going from an "outcast" to a world teeming with monsters, she felt right at home. A world full of monsters? Perfect. Now she didn't have to pretend to be human.
"I'm not the one who's wrong. The world is!"
The moment sparks flared at her fingertips in this beast world, the blood crystal that had lain dormant in the sacred temple for a thousand years blazed red. Rainbow light tore through the clouds, and the markings of the "Advent of the Flame Seed" shone painfully bright.
She hadn't even found her footing before two rival beastfolk factions set their sights on her, one wanting to kill her, the other to save her. She trusted no one, and crossed paths with N beastfolk who were also "outcasts." Together they built a career, with powerful clashes all around. Sure enough, a world of monsters had no shortage of outcasts, and life here was a blast!
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