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

Michael's Heart Light Body, which looked somewhat like a phoenix yet shone even more brilliantly, cocked its head and glanced at Ian: "You also know that the Duke of Solin possesses my grandfather's Legacy related to Spirit Energy Techniques, that is, Inega II's."


"He was once my grandfather's student, a Chosen One—even though the old Duke died by my grandfather's hand, he still respected him and inherited a part of my grandfather's Legacy."


"And all my grandfather's Legacies are interconnected; if one wants to restore the splendor of the Golden Age or even surpass it, my grandfather's Legacy is essential."


He looked up at the sky above Azure City, dim and tinged with blood, and spoke softly, "But for the vast majority of the people in this world, for most of the powerful Sublimators—this world does not need a second Yinaiga, does not need such an impatient Black Tyrant."


Chapter 556: Battlefield of the Strong (3/3)