They hailed him as a genius. They branded him a disgrace. But no one knew... Hanasta was the apocalypse they unleashed.
In the slums of Sylvaine Macarena, beneath the shadows of a floating empire, lies Special Proctor Gildas—a brutal academy where the brightest minds are forged into weapons for Empyrean Zielle, the sky world that rules them all.
Hanasta, a forgotten prodigy, becomes the school’s pariah. But as whispers of his true nature surface, so does an ancient force—older than the stars, ready to burn the world to ash.
He is no hero. He is no victim. He is the calamity.
The countdown to humanity's final starfall has begun.
(NB: This story was previously titled 'The Divine Villain's Final Starfall,' but I’ve changed it to 'Villain of the Starfall' to better reflect the journey of the main character and the ambiguous nature of his fate. I hope you continue to enjoy the story!)