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

At the edge of the horizon, a pure white column of smoke shot up into the sky.


The rain clouds reversed like mountains, covering the heavens, spreading out in all directions.


Dark purple lightning flooded between the clouds, while deep in the waves a golden-red light tumbled, the two colors intertwining mid-air, making the forming storm in the distance seem like a vessel for both flames and thunder, with torrential hot rain now falling across the southern coastal region of Bison.


And within the city before him, the pitch-black explosion's dust dispersed with the gusting wind, allowing even Ian, who was situated on the eastern coastal streets, to catch a whiff of gunpowder.


"...It seems the real target is over there."


After a brief moment of shock, Ian quickly regained his composure.


Chapter 70 Intertwined