First Class Noble Slave

In her previous life, an assassination attempt by a noble forced her to die unexpectedly. In this world, a humble slave was reborn under the prestigious name of the Iron-Blooded Empire. So far, she is as noble as her, as humble as grass, and as lowly as mud. In a thrilling crusade, she encountered unprecedented oppression and humiliation. Her noble soul was trampled on, and her strong will was obliterated. She struggled to get out among millions of corpses, with the bloodthirsty flames burning in her heart. The heaven and earth are unkind, treating all things as stupid dogs, and the empire is unkind, treating all people like grass. She swore that one day she would overthrow the world, overthrow the empire, and destroy the imperial power. In troubled times, who is in charge of the world? Let's see, the collision of two souls from different eras, hand in hand through thousands of sails, will they create new glory? Or heading towards the hell of destruction?