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Internet. A modern delicacy. Many people have gotten really, really addicted to it.
…Which doesn’t help with rehabilitating when your new world doesn’t have those.
However, as she’s someone who never gives up, she eventually made her own spin on it, all the while trying to go back home…
…That also proved to be a disaster, as the world she knows and the world her tools opened up…
“...What in cold hell is this?”
It’s Earth, sure… But, mythical races are also living alongside the humans, and even be dubbed as one. Most humans are at least mixed with other mythical races, so pure-blooded humans are quite a rare oddity. Worse is that some mixed-bloods also don’t express any traits whatsoever, yet they’re still treated as one.
…Now she’s even more out of place!
…Fine, if that’s what happens, then I’ll create a place for people like us to belong.
Thus, the curtain has been unveiled for our Marauder Princess. New friends, old secrets, new power, old regrets… They’ll all culminate into one big story, enough to be told as legends for several hundred years to come.
…But, it wasn’t like her new friends would just sit back, relax, and do nothing. No. A story’s background characters are also protagonists of their own rights.
…Well then… It’s time to roll.
The world will never be the same.