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

"Study at the Imperial Capital Royal Alchemy Academy?"


Upon hearing this, Ian looked earnestly into the eyes of Master Gossay before him and then suddenly burst into laughter, "Master, if I truly accepted, it would be you who would find it troublesome, wouldn't it?"


"After all, it would certainly take a great deal of effort to let someone like me enter the academy."


To say that Ian wasn't tempted would be a lie.


As the strongest empire on Terra Continent, second only to the Seekers Academy of the City of Knowledge, the Setar Empire's Royal Alchemy Academy was undoubtedly the dream institution for everyone who wanted to delve deeply into alchemy.


But Ian was no fool—in a society of this age, in the capital of a nation with nobles and upper classes, how could a country student who ran to the capital academy possibly have a good outcome?


Chapter 157: Academy Route? NO! (2/3)