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

Ian's tone was tinged with a hint of tension and solemnity, "And why tell me these things — although I do consider myself a genius too — but after all, I'm just a little guy at the First Energy Level?"


"Because for the past twenty-plus years, I have been patrolling the entire Empire with the Heart Light Body, personally raising pigs, feeding chickens, farming, and even baking biscuits and bread. To be honest, I'd wager, Ian, that your cooking skills are not as good as mine. I am proficient in seventeen regional cuisines of Terra and can even make a marching meal taste delicious."


Chapter 511 He's Dead (3/4)