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Like I said in the synopsis, this is a FUTANARI book, meaning Hrefna has a cock alongside a pussy; she will be using both of those in the smut scenes of this book, and I plan on PRIMARILY focusing on Futa on Futa or Futa or Female, but I won't be limiting myself to only that if I feel the urge to switch it up.
Secondly, this is an action novel with battles and fights but also a novel that will focus on the characters getting along or butting heads in equal parts, so there should be fast paced fighting tempered by slice of life goodness to keep things balanced.
Futuristic stuff means cool technology and a wide array of inspiration to draw from, be it for characters, races, planets or other things, so if you see a reference of something seems inspired by something, it likely is.
That also means that I won't be pulling punches with what would happen if a bunch of different cultures all collided in the vastness of the cosmos; there will be darker subjects touched upon, things that can make people uncomfortable like 'racism' (speciesism technically), slavery, unjust murder, kidnapping, trafficking and so much more, so if that makes you uncomfortable, either skip it or don't read this.
Otherwise, let's run through the usual stuff real quick:
If you offer valid criticism, that's awesome! but if you try and just put me down or have nothing that's actually valid to say, then don't say it.
I value your time and I hope you value mine, so if this doesn't sound like a book you want to read - futuristic woman shooting guns at bugs, aliens and humans or stomping them with a mech, and occasionally having sex with other futanari and women - then please don't tell me it isn't your kinda book; just go.
I'll eventually make this a premium book, and when I do it'll either be two 1k chapters a day or one big 1.5k chapter each day (probably that one, unless I really like writing this) and that won't be till around chapter 50, so until then the book is free.
This is what I want to write and how I want to write it; I am open to ideas, criticism and more, but at the end of the day I am the one writing and honestly I write for myself most of the time.
This will be a mix of our actual universe and a fake one as I am not going to force myself to comprehend the map of our galaxy and the nearby galaxies to create a story, and this will be less about accuracy and more about fun!
And... honestly, that's it; don't expect this to be super updated by the time this 'chapter' is released, might just do it every other day or so, but yeah... the hope is to upload daily, get this premium, and make money doing the thing I enjoy.
Until then, I'll leave you all with some backstory (kinda) on the world to set the stage somewhat, so until the next chapter is uploaded... I hope you enjoy, hope you stick around, and I look forwards to going on this adventure with you all!
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It only took humanity nearly six and a half millennium to almost deplete their suspected cradle of creation of all of its resources, pollute it to near inhospitable conditions, and finally decide that fighting against one another was no longer ideal.
The idea of different skin colors and birth locations equating to someone's value no longer mattered to those that had the vision to see how quickly the death of our species was coming, and soon those visionaries had managed to find their way up into the positions of power to begin making a difference.
For the planet Earth it was too late; the resources were gone, the animals dying out by the second, the quality of the air and water dropping to lethal levels... but for humanity, there was still hope.
Hope amongst the stars, hope that one day we might find a new cradle to inhabit, one that we would cherish more than we had our old one, a hope that we could survive even longer amongst the cosmos and take our place within them.
So the people of Earth began to work together as best we could, sharing information and the resources we needed with one another as we built our Arks and prepared to take flight from Earth.
Each Ark we built was tied to a location, not out of hatred of one another but instead out of necessity to ensure that everyone was able to flee from the worsening atmosphere of our home planet.
There were seven Arks that were constructed, and each one was built around the same ideas and needs, but ingenuity always struck those bright enough to find it, and so each Ark was customized with a myriad of auxiliary ships made for the purpose that those people needed.
The largest of the Arks was the Sino-Indian 'Dragons of Buddha', with more ships and people than the next three largest Arks combined; they specialized in... nothing, for they were far more adept at everything than they were at a single thing.
The 'Dragons of Buddha' traveled galactic north from our solar system, traveling along the upper portion of the Orion Arm and exploring the nearby systems in hope of finding a new home for us to occupy, or at least... for them to occupy.
We wanted to work together, but at the same time we came to an agreement that we needed to survive by any means possible, so if one of our Arks found a planet just large enough for them... they would tell everyone before settling down and resuming their exploration.
The next largest Ark was the Americana 'Avian Galaxia', specializing in pharmaceuticals, agriculture and weaponry in equal measure, and they were heading to our galactic south, down the rest of the Orion Arm and preparing for the eventual jump to a new arm whenever possible.
With them was the third largest Ark, the Russo-Germanic 'Blade of the Duke', who specialized in mechanics and weaponry as well, and their purpose was to protect, escort and carry all of the extra supplies that the 'Avian Galaxia' couldn't.
The two fleets joined together only because of a common goal to armor the 'New Stars' and defend the purity of humanity that wasn't - and still isn't - supported by the rest of the Arks, their disdain for anything non human earning a large amount of ire that we simply didn't need...
The Egyptian led Arabic-Saharan Ark 'Pharaoh of the Stars' was the fourth Ark, and it traveled to the galactic west in hope of exploring the closest outskirts of our galaxy, to figure out if we were really alone in the world or if there were aliens waiting to greet us.
A hope that five of the seven Arks shared was placed primarily upon the shoulders of the Arabic-Saharan Ark, and they proved to be capable of shouldering the weight as they created a new home open to all species, no matter how different we were to one another.
Japan, Korea and most of the other surrounding countries banded together to form the fifth Ark, 'Breath of Susanoo', and decided to head towards the galactic center to understand and verify some of the theories they had made over the years.
The sixth Ark was the Icelandic 'Valhalla', and they traveled alongside the 'Pharaoh of the Stars' to support them in their endeavors, though the independent and battle hungry members of the 'Valhalla' wished more to maintain the peace through violence rather than diplomacy, ensuring that the table we wished to share with the rest of our galaxy was a safe one.
Finally, the last Ark was one created by the various Islands of the Pacific Ocean, called 'Song of Water', and they wished for nothing more than to travel the cosmos and never settle down, so their Ark was built not as a vessel to get from one cradle to another, but instead to become a cradle of its own.
These seven Arks are still around today, three thousand years later, and each Ark had done what they had set out to do; humanity had found its way out of its own solar system and into the vastness of space, and we had found out how little we knew about everything...
Tensions remained beneath the surface between the different Arks after the threat of global extinction had passed, and some were uglier than before, but that binding force had returned when we realized just how small we were compared to the Empires and multi system governments that had existed for our entire lifespan and then some.
The story takes place amongst one of the fleets sent out by the 'Valhalla', known as 'Gullstjarna', to occupy a sector of space that offered materials, livable space and more to both the Icelandic descendants as well as the Arabic-Saharan descendants.