1,000 years ago, the sky fell and with it came gods made of stars, who reshaped Earth into fractured kingdoms suspended in the sky, connected by bridges of light. Humanity survived… but only those chosen to live above. The rest were left in the Ashlands, below the clouds, forgotten.
Now, the sky is falling again.
And Azrael, a nobody from the Ashlands just woke up in the body of a man who killed a sky god.
He has his name. His power. His memories. And his enemies.
Problem is:
Azrael doesnt remember killing the god. Not even remember dying.
All he knows is that the sky god’s armor is fusing to his bones, and the bridges of light are starting to collapse.