Tearmoon Empire Story

Tearmoon Empire Story

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OFFLINE PURPOSES ONLY Author : Mochitsuki Nozomu, 餅月望 Translator : Pemuda Tuna Wisata "Why is this happening...?" Mia Luna Tearmoon, the princess of the great power Tearmoon, muttered in front of the guillotine. The face of the crowds surrounding her were without exception-faces filled with hatred. In the hands of the people's revolution, which failed to withstand heavy taxes, Mia had to be executed on the guillotine. But the next time she woke up, she was sleeping on a bed. Back to eight years ago, when she was still a child ... For a moment, was it just a dream? She was reassured that it was, but she had a blood-stained diary on her bedside. Mia's endless screams echoed in the luxurious princess room. This is a redo story. She wasn't vicious, but she couldn't catch the pain or hungry of others ..... when she realized it, it was all too late. She reincarnated back to the past her and ran west to east, based on her blood-stained diary and her own memories. To save the future of the sinking empire? For the many soldiers killed by civil war? To save the people from famine? No, her purpose is only one. "Everything is to avoid the guillotine's fate!"
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--- The apartment still smelled of cardboard and fresh paint. Boxes lay scattered, but her heart was lighter than it had been in years. After endless part-time jobs, sleepless nights, and countless rejections, she had finally been accepted into her dream company. This new place, though plain, was freedom-her new beginning. She made herself a cup of coffee, humming quietly as the machine gurgled. Wrapping her hands around the warmth, she turned-only for a sharp, stabbing pain to tear through her chest. The mug slipped, shattering. Her breath caught. The pain grew unbearable, her vision fading. She collapsed into darkness. --- When she opened her eyes again, she expected a hospital. Instead, she found soft blankets, sandalwood in the air, and silence. She lifted her hand. Small. Tiny. Fragile. Her chest clenched in disbelief. This wasn't her world. It was that world-the novel she had read a hundred times, the story of cultivation, sword sects, and tragedies that had broken her heart. And she wasn't just anyone. She was born as the only daughter of the Nie Sect... the martial sister of Wei Wuxian himself. Her tiny fists curled. Wei Wuxian-the brilliant boy who carried too much alone, the sun who fell into darkness. Not this time. She knew what was coming. She wouldn't let history repeat itself. With her knowledge, she would change fate, step by step, no matter the cost. But she was just a baby. Helpless. Dependent. And in this cruel world, trust was dangerous. Who could she turn to? Who could she risk relying on? Her very existence was already shifting the future. A butterfly in the storm. Would she succeed in rewriting destiny-or be swallowed whole by it? --- "Her story is only just beginning-filled with courage, love, and the hope of changing fate for the people she cherishes. Please enjoy and support this one, just like you did with my other story. Your love and encouragement mean everything to me."

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