After I Died, the Whole World Started Loving Me

As a federation marshal, Xie Shishu fought far and wide to expand the Federation's territory. Through her efforts alone, she steadily widened the gap between the Federation and the Empire.

The more renowned the marshal became, the more uneasy the Federation's leaders grew.

Conspiring with the enemy and suffering one defeat after another, the marshal was dragged from her pedestal, and the entire Federation cursed her.

Xie Shishu boarded a starship and led the traitors in her army, choosing to be buried with them on Planet H412. She gave her life to secure the Federation's final victory.

The starship suddenly exploded in the depths of space. Brilliant fireworks filled the marshal's eyes.

She struggled to raise her hand, carefully gathering the river of stars in her palm.

After her death, evidence clearing her name reached households far and wide. Blood washed away the stain of infamy.

Her honor was celebrated throughout the world.

An ocean of flowers in mourning stretched like a river of stars.

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Xie Shishu opened her eyes again. It was now the end of summer, 3020.

At that time, the imperial princess who had not yet died was by her side. Amid the noisy crowds at the military academy's mecha tournament, she discreetly brushed Xie Shishu's wrist with her little finger.

The princess mischievously teased her with that hand while keeping a perfectly serious face.

"Their hearts are all black. Military power is far too important. They've already swallowed the meat that's in their hands. Why would they ever spit it out?"

"A dead hero is the only good hero."

"They can't abide a hero who's still alive."

The princess's radiant golden hair shimmered in the sunlight. Xie Shishu's gaze was caught by its dancing golden glints.

She took hold of the princess's mischievous little finger, just as she had clutched that glimmer of stars in her palm in the instant before her death. "Then what should we do?"

The noble princess willingly lowered her head and kissed Xie Shishu's knuckles, again and again.

Her ambitious words burned as fiercely as her kisses:

"The Federation doesn't deserve you. Come to the Empire. I can give you what no one else can."

"Xie Shishu, come be the hero who belongs to me alone."

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When the Federation's leaders gradually regained their memories, they compared the Federation's former glory with its current decline and realized the only difference was that their marshal was gone.

The people of the Federation were bewildered: Where did our marshal go?

They frantically searched for her, only to discover they were too late.

Their marshal had already been carried off by the enemy!

The Federation ( / forcing a smile ): Another day, another failed attempt to poach someone.

When everything can begin again, can regrets be made right?

Theme: Becoming a better version of yourself.