Gloomy Sky Hidden God

The first star that passed away extinguished two thousand years ago.
Four hundred years later, the mysterious Calamity of Heavenly Fall destroyed the civilization of the previous era, returning thriving cultures to ignorance.
Since then, stars gradually vanished, the Firmament grew dark and dim, and a new civilization rose from the starless wilderness, flourishing once more.
Yet, what accompanied this were war, death, destruction, and hatred.
The flames once aimed at the Firmament were used to slaughter the people of enemy nations, and the raining clouds once engineered to alter deserts were turned into floods that engulfed the land.
Humans once again began to kill each other for wealth and power... but no one looked up at the sky.
They lost the Guidance of the stars Above the Sky, forgetting the awe of gazing upon the Milky Way.
They were all prisoners.
One thousand six hundred years after the Calamity of Heavenly Fall, a young child awakened memories of his past life.
He wanted to break the Cage, to throw off the shackles.
He wanted to become a star.
To return to Above the Sky.
"I don't care about how the people of this world live, whether they're well-fed or not, whether they can dress warmly or live comfortably, whether they have dreams or hopes. I don't care about their loves and hates."
"I just want to go Above the Sky."
——Ian.

Above The Sky

The torrential rain fell from the sky, crashing onto the rocks with a clamorous sound, as streams flowed like waterfalls down the cliff, converging into thick currents on the jagged surface of Sigh Cliff.


The dull roar of thunder, like the booming of a great drum, intertwined with the howling wind, as if to tear the sky apart.


Hiliard Lesi gazed at the tumultuous sea in the distance, a massive and imposing yet dark and mysterious shadow deep within the sea, his mood undulating like the waves.


The air was suffused with the strange smell of moisture, and bolts of lightning fell ceaselessly from the roiling clouds above, striking the cliff top that had been cleansed by countless thunderbolts, revealing its fine metal skeleton that had long been stripped of its rock layer, displaying its true iron nature.


Chapter 49 Tyrant