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

Having already taken the Magic Potion once before, Ian was now familiar with the process.


As the True Form of the Wave Singer sublimated into the Origin Quality Crystal Chip structure, he immediately engaged the Silver Chip and made contact with it.


Right away, he did not feel the intense pain as the Sand Armor Apprentices did, but instead a sense of fulfillment.


Unlike the agonizing pain that came with having crystal chips merged into his cells, when the Silver Chip imprinted the Magic Potion's Origin Structure, what Ian felt was akin to the satisfaction of having eaten a full meal and drunk a large cup of warm chocolate milk.


And it was at that moment that Ian suddenly had a moment of enlightenment.


—The Silver Chip was clearly designed to hold these structures!


This was not mere speculation, but a reasoned deduction.


Chapter 139 Perfect Fit