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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 · Fantasia
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483 Chs

Chapter 115: The Tedious Reincarnation (2/4)

"Yes."

With Heavy Sword Without Edge in hand, Hiliard sighed and said, "Indeed, do you all crave that thing?"

He shook his head somewhat wearily and asked, "If I tell you that the thing is not some treasure, and moreover, it's no longer in my possession, what would you do?"

"Whether you have it or not, the outcome will be the same."

Weyges slowly replied, "If the legacy is with me, I'll leave The Empire immediately and live incognito."

"If you don't have it, at the very least, your head, mentor, will be a great achievement, enabling me to continue moving forward."

"That's also true."

The old knight did not grow angry at Weyges's frank ambition, "I didn't imagine that after so many years, those people still can't sleep peacefully; do they really need me dead?"

He even smiled faintly, casually swinging the longsword in his hand, and asked with some curiosity, "Weyges, it is good to have desires… so, if you obtained that treasure, what would you want to do with it?"