GreatDaoofspace

In an interstellar world, a baby with bluish hair lay sleeping in front of a house, abandoned by something or someone. The child was alone, with a large squirrel-like tail and small squirrel ears. His entire appearance made him irresistibly cute and endearing, radiating an infinite charisma.  

However, when he opened his eyes, they seemed to hold the wisdom of millions of years and countless lives. Anyone who gazed into their depths could glimpse the reflections of past existences—a CEO, a doctor, a high-tech engineer, an archmage, a demon king, a hunter, a leader, an elf, a dryad, a half-dragon, and many more.  

For such an extraordinary child, how will he navigate this world? A world where humanoid beast-like beings wield unique and devastating powers. A universe where three great forces constantly clash for supremacy.  

To uncover more, step into this life—the life of the Interstellar Era.
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The last life of a transmigrator: The interstellar age.

Inside a large meeting room at the academy, I calmly sipped a caramel frappé while enjoying a traditional snack called pão de queijo. Made from starch, wheat, parmesan, and creamy cheese, it was surprisingly delicious — a true explosion of flavors. In the modern world, this Brazilian delicacy was considered a culinary treasure, cherished by everyone who tasted it — including intergalactic students like us.

Around me were my closest friends, mission companions, and, above all, people I trusted with my life.

Lívia, always elegant and witty, displayed her long white hair with colored streaks that resembled a delicate rainbow shimmering under the light. Her style caught the eye, but it was her mental aura that truly stood out. She carried a dreamlike energy, soft and serene, as if every word and gesture had the power to calm even the most troubled minds. It was hard to feel tense around her. Her presence alone felt like a living form of meditation.

The terrors of the Netherworld.