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

Leaving the small building, Ian raised his head and noticed the gloominess of the sky, the black clouds rolling, aware that there might be another thunderstorm at night.


The wind and rain in Harrison Port had been unexpectedly mild lately, even slightly weaker compared to previous years, leaving many fishermen puzzled but also feeling it was a gift from the heavens.


After all, with the ongoing war outside, if a storm prevented them from fishing beyond the city walls, there would likely be a real problem with food supplies.


Gazing at the skies that turned to purple-black with the setting sun, Ian muttered to himself, "But now with the natives and the port still at war, even brainless beasts would have run off long ago; where then would I find grounds for hunting?"


The True Form Heritage 'Wave Singer' bestowed by the Viscount's Mansion is a type of True Form that allows control over seawater, enabling one to breathe and move freely underwater.


Chapter 68 Apocalypse Forecast