The Shattered Dawn

Prologue: The Shattered Dawn

Darkness reigned over the ruined citadel of Murim, its once‑towering spires now cracked and overgrown with ash‑black vines. The air still pulsed with the ghost of the Demon God's final taunt, echoing through empty halls like a twisted lullaby.

From the rubble rose a single, determined figure—Lee Haeun, chest heaving, aura flickering with the last embers of his newfound power. The Mortal Realm had tested him, shattered him, and at the edge of oblivion, he had grasped ascension.

Ahead lay the Middle Realm, a domain where gods walked and fate was forged in fire and starlight. Here, every step would be a battle, every breath a challenge to his mortal soul.

But Haeun did not falter.

He lifted his gaze to the fractured sky, where the first pale rays of a new dawn shimmered through the tears between worlds.

This is only the beginning.

And so, the Celestial Pilgrimage begins anew.