In 2110 AD, Earth's energy resources are nearly depleted. Humanity builds the S.E.E.R. robots and the S.E.E.R. spacecraft to explore the universe in search of the limitless energy said to be guarded by mysterious elves...
At least, that's how it was supposed to go in theory.
"Miss Luqiya, what's your position?"
"I'm the one who fixes the ship." Whenever a new S.E.E.R. recruit asks, Luqiya gives the same answer. After all, she sees herself as nothing more than a ship's odd-job worker, sent wherever help is needed.
What, train new recruits? Easy.
What, repair equipment? Easy?
What, defend against enemies? Easy, too.
From fixing the ship from bow to stern with a wrench, to swinging a giant scythe from the Pano star system all the way to the Spiral star system, from helping Roger and the others devise plans and strategies to heading out on missions herself, she's arguably the most dedicated crew member aboard the S.E.E.R.
"By the way, Miss Luqiya, which batch of crew members did you join? What's your number?"
"Well... that's a secret." So says the woman in question, smiling mysteriously.
To this day, her existence remains a mystery.
Her position, principles, loyalties, sense of self, and mission: what is built upon them, and what do they lead to...?
Responsibility and duty, the individual and the collective: one day, she will have to choose between them.
To fulfill the wish entrusted to her, she must shoulder a heavy burden and keep moving forward until she reaches the end of her journey.
"So until then, I'm just a space explorer."
"Let's not worry about all that other stuff for now."
Though the road ahead is long and there is plenty of time, for now, let every worry and anxiety slip from your mind.
A disclaimer first: This is a self-indulgent work written to fulfill a childhood wish. The characters are extremely out of character, and it contains a lot of personal headcanons.
The writing is rambling, and I like to pile on fancy words. The style is flowery but hollow and dull, the plot is Mary Sue nonsense full of holes, and the whole thing is illogical.
Any similarities to other works are purely coincidental. If you ask me, I'll say you copied me, thanks.
I like people to speak plainly. I don't like beating around the bush or playing courtly power games, so if you want to discuss something, just say it.
If you have complaints, please move along. I'm writing about my childhood memories, so what's it to you? Take this giant melon and chew on it.
Reader's guide:
1. The characters are all personified, but at their core they are still machines. The elves are not personified.
2. The heroine has romantic storylines. There may not be a couple, but the characters with romantic storylines involving her are Roger, Dean, and Xiao En. I might settle on one as I keep writing.
3. Updates come whenever I feel like it.
4. Contains various elements: □□ Foundation, Cthulhu Mythos, urban legends, and personal headcanons.
5. The plot is mainly based on the animated series, but will be adapted to incorporate elements from the games.
6. Lots of personal headcanons, and characters from a neighboring work may appear.
7. The heroine in a nutshell: a queen of dirty jokes with a strong offense and weak defense. The whole story is about her flirting with people, or people flirting with her.
8. It's also being serialized on Laofentou, where the main story is posted.
Theme: Fulfilling a wish
General, do you have your own rhythm? Jpg
Woohoo, it's well written 🤩 🤩 Looking forward to the next chapter 💪 💪
"It's so powerful that it can break shit into pieces." This is a big bug for the author~ It's a corpse torn into pieces. . . Broken? It made me laugh to death.
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