I Reject My Humanity

Everyone laughed when she showed up with a “cute little bird” as her spirit form.

Three seconds later, a celestial firebird exploded into the sky. Silence.

“Sorry. My spirit beast doesn't like being underestimated.”



She thought hard work would change her fate.

One genetic test later—she’s no longer a fish-seller, but an heiress to the Empire.

“Welcome back, Your Highness.”

Her: “…Cool. Do I still get my tuition refund?”



They mocked her spirit form—a tiny mountain sparrow.

She smiled, and wiped the floor with their tigers, eagles, and panthers.

“Don’t ask what a sparrow can do. Ask if you can fly.”