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

Such a promise was enough, Ian saw Elder Prude's grave expression relax.


"The tribe can no longer offer you anything."


The youth heard the old man sigh, "You already have the Inheritance and the Seer's Ability, and your strength is probably no less than mine—if it weren't for your age, you would now be fully capable of walking this land alone, forging your own path."


"I can't hold you back either, in the end, the family hasn't really provided you with much, and the future, for you, might still be a burden to bear..."


It wasn't a poor attempt at sympathy, Elder Prude truly believed so—especially since he knew that Ian's uncle these past two years, was very likely that important figure...


"Shared blood is the most basic interest, not to mention we have lived together, and you, Elder, took decades to unite everyone into a single force."


Ian shook his head slightly, holding immense respect in his heart for the elder before him.


130 core chips for bridging nerves (3/3, thanks to the Lord of the Holy Light Seekers!)