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

The Fae banquet was extremely merry, even for Ian and Yisen, who had their sense of taste assaulted by a huge amount of salt. The relaxed atmosphere greatly aided in mood recovery, especially for two people burdened with many thoughts and cares—it lifted their spirits and boosted their mental acuity.


As night deepened, the Fae guests took their leave one by one, even tidying up all the dishes in the house before departing. They not only washed the dishes but also cleaned the place.


"I always thought Fae were some sort of mischief-makers, never expected them to help clean up... That's just too polite!" This was Ian's lament.


No wonder the Fae love to throw parties; if every guest were this conscientious, Ian, too, would want to host a banquet every day.


"Mo Feng is returning to the Fairy Homeland tomorrow."


Chapter 619 The Azure Star that Guides the Way (2nd Update, 5600)_2