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

Hiliard had tasted numerous delicacies before, and the dishes made by Ian were not top-notch compared to the many great meals he had experienced in his life—they were merely local cuisine.


But setting aside who his original chef was, or how abundant the ingredients and condiments had been, the mere fact that his apprentice had made the meal with his own hands was enough to whet the old knight's appetite significantly.


"It's a pity I never learned this craft,"


With a sigh of regret, Hiliard looked at the oyster and meat chop stew before him and couldn't help but nod slightly.


The tender and flavorful beast flesh, which had been kneaded and processed, bobbed in the brown sauce, and the puree at the bottom had melted from the stewing, thickening and enhancing the deliciousness of the liquid.


The oysters lying atop the meat chop quivered gently, cooked perfectly by Ian's grasp of the heat, absorbing the sauce completely without getting overcooked.


Chapter 93 Magic Potion Formula