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

Rainbow-colored streamers flickered atop Sigh Cliff, as if dominating the entire canopy of sky.


As the boy's ability to think slowly returned, the moment his eyelashes fluttered, and the Spirit Energy Halo within his eyes brightened once more, what he saw was Hiliard's face and the rainbow light filling the entire summit of Sigh Cliff.


Ian asked with effort yet felt that his body was not as heavy as he had imagined, "I remember... I won, didn't I?"


Seated against the rock, the old Knight nodded with a smile. He answered calmly, "Indeed, you won—but was it really worth it, wrecking your body to such an extent?"


"Hahaha, look at what you're saying, Teacher."


With a sigh of relief, Ian laughed heartily. He tried to sit up but found that the arm at his side was still sore and numb, as if he couldn't control his body after drinking too much alcohol, so he gave up. "Aren't we still alive? Doesn't that make it worth it?"


EX Apprentice and Master