The star maps of the old era deceived everyone. The universe was never as vast as observation suggested. Much of space had long since turned to nothingness, and the stars humanity looked up at were merely echoes from billions of years ago.
The instant a fragment universe collided with another dimension, the fundamental constants screamed, tore, and repelled one another. Amid the wave of annihilation, the old Blue Star drifted away by chance, like a forgotten leaf carrying the few tens of thousands of humans who remained, and fell into a completely unfamiliar new universe.
There are no national borders, only the winds between stars; not only the breath of humanity, but also the whispers of alien species.
Prologue, The Old History of Blue Star
In this ensemble story, there is no power-fantasy script where the protagonist breezes through every challenge. Instead, there is the rust-scented realism of a science student’s prose. At first, the worldbuilding lays the foundation at a slow simmer. Keep simmering, and a few deranged bubbles might rise. There may be some heartbreak later on, but not much, like the occasional meteorite struck during interstellar travel: it hurts for a moment, yet leaves a memory that lasts.
What? You want to know how everyone lives here? Who knows? Read on and see...
(PS: Original worldbuilding ahead. The writing is a little blunt, like a science student’s. If you take it too seriously, you lose. But whether you like it or not, don’t be mean to me!)
To be honest, this is a really awesome book. It's just the beginning. I've read the original manuscript here, and it's a really cool book. The protagonist is quite a supermodel, and she can do whatever she needs to do, and she can do whatever she needs to do. Except the author really doesn't know how to write about emotions and is not provocative.