The Country-Bumpkin Heiress Is Here to Build a Dazzling World!

Note: This is a RimWorld fanfiction, but you don't need to have played RimWorld to read it! You can jump right in!

(Alternate universe) (light yuri) (comedy) (travel) (partly original) (science fiction) (fantasy) (ensemble cast) (absurdist) (infinite flow)

To protect Sky City, she used a strange ability she didn't understand, making the invading enemies kill one another until they were all dead. For this, the unlucky Millyra was kicked out of Sky City by the Kalido Council. She had read in her textbooks that every faction on the surface, except the Qiluo Cat Clan, coveted their people:

The Tianyu Church, which had backstabbed Kalido; the Vofen Resistance, which loved to attack at dusk; and the Millyra Pirate Crew, who had directly gotten her kicked out of Sky City.

But she never expected to find a group of “kin” from who-knows-where, lying in wait for her with cheerful smiles. “You bear our mark.”

What Thunder Mark? What did you put on me?

She didn't know, and neither did Kalido, who had raised her.

But the council wanted to know, so those seven-hundred-year-old hens tossed her down to see what little secret she was hiding.

But she didn't want to know. She just wanted to return to Sky City.

If Sky City wouldn't take the poor ground-dwelling chicken back,

she'd build a city of her own, and invite those old hens who kicked her out to visit!