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Above The Sky

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.

Gloomy Sky Hidden God · Fantasie
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86 Chs

Chapter 47 Awareness

Translator: 549690339

Whoom!

Just as he caught sight of the crimson scene filling the streets, Ian was shocked to feel an intense, unheralded pain suddenly emerge deep within his brain, or rather, an organ that seemed independent of his body yet still undeniably his own.

This extreme agony was as if someone had placed a sea urchin soaked in seawater and poison inside his brain and was vigorously shaking it, causing Ian to struggle to breathe and promptly collapse to the ground without making a sound.

"Huff! Huff..."

The pain arrived swiftly and departed just as quickly. When Ian regained control of his body, he immediately began to breathe deeply, his entire being like someone who had been dragged out of the water, with large beads of cold sweat falling from his forehead and temples, dampening his collar.