The incomprehensible divine arts stand above all, strange and incongruous technology is shrouded in doubt, and ever-changing magic has no rules. The gods bestowed no divine arts, and the emperor sits on high, becoming a god among men.
Faint lights from the old world are scattered throughout the New Realm. Hidden blades are aimed at the emperor's throne, and chaotic villains roam the land. The people do not pray to the gods; faith belongs to the throne, and the New Realm remains ruled by men.
An old friend who was mistakenly sent to a death star catches another glimpse of the truth and illusion of this world. This is her story, an ending that has already begun...
This is my first time writing a completely original world, so please forgive me if it's not very good. No romance, told from the female lead's perspective.
I'm sensitive, so if you don't like it, please quietly leave. (Don't tell me that sensitive people shouldn't write. I want to write even though I'm afraid of being criticized. I can't give up something I love just because I'm sensitive.)
Feel free to chat with me, though I may not always be around. (I won't spoil anything because I don't know how things will unfold either, but the ending is set. If you point out details that don't make sense, I'll consider your feedback and make changes. Don't expect me to change anything else, thanks.)
Theme: Go witness a legendary tale
