No Slaves in the New Century [Interstellar]

The entire story is being rewritten. Progress: 11/20 (updated in real time). Read with caution.

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You were born a slave because you are an esper, a beastman, and a nameless kid from the slums.

Your life is meant to be a puppet in our hands, every step taken for our benefit.

You aren't supposed to have freedom, wealth, or happiness.

All you need to know is that you were born beneath this abandoned planet, so you deserve to be abandoned, too.

That was what the world told Lin Zhuo when she woke up.

Her response was:

Screw your slavery!

There are no slaves in the New Era!

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"What? The Federation next door?"

Years later, Lin Zhuo, leader of the Birdtopia that overthrew the Holy Empire, gave an interview and said modestly, "I have no plans to annex the neighboring Federation at the moment... But who knows what the future holds."

"As for relationships..."

"I have no plans to sign a marriage contract and walk into my own grave... and I never will."

From slum dweller to leader of a republic.

From a piece of trash at the bottom of society to the center of attention across the universe.

From having nothing to being able to do anything in the world.

Lin Zhuo said these were all basic operations.

Well, as for the whole "My virtuous husband helps me achieve my ambitions, and I repay him with ten thousand taels of gold" thing... Since none of them have an official relationship, there's no need to mention how nicely she saved that money.

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She kept dreaming. In different dreams, she fell into different worlds. In different worlds, she lived different lives. Some were long, some short; some full of twists and turns, others plain and simple. Some ended in life, others in death.

In her final dream, Lin Zhuo opened her eyes and found herself standing in the arena of a beast-fighting ring.

The insect-bodied, human-faced monster across from her gave her a vicious smile, and the audience erupted in shouts: "Kill her! Kill her! Kill her!"

And so Lin Zhuo realized that today, either he would die, or she would.

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She held her hand and ran through the rain, out of the slum piled high with garbage.

When the star plague broke out, she grabbed his hand and ran from that silent cluster of stars.

After they were hunted, their names were pinned together on a wanted poster, congealing in blood.

She began building her own team, and said she was her second-in-command.

Leader, I will be loyal to you

It would be even better if all the "he" and "she" above were just me.

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They watched her ascend to the highest throne.

They bowed their heads and pledged allegiance to her.

In this world, you alone are worthy of my loyalty.

Worthy of my life, offered up with both hands.

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A universally adored Mary Sue heroine, number one under heaven. The heroine is an unapologetic badass throughout, extremely self-centered, extremely self-centered, extremely self-centered. She isn't a good person, and her sense of morality fluctuates wildly. She might play the saint, but she's more likely to play Satan.

The plot and romance are split fifty-fifty.

This isn't a particularly serious story. It's just an old-school, strong, universally adored heroine story, a rare treat I made for myself. The heroine is firmly at the center. She attracts men and women alike, but there are no yuri relationships; that just means no rivalry between women. Everyone loves the heroine!!!

The heroine's response to romance is Schrodinger's response.

Updates before the paid chapters are irregular; daily updates after.

Theme: Building a New Era.