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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 · แฟนตาซี
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321 Chs

Chapter 272: Central Control District (1/3)

"It's truly beautiful, with clouds and mist entwining and glimmering lights shining the path—it's indeed like a fairyland."

Ian looked around the crystal creature museum, then retracted his gaze, his heart filled with amazement and satisfaction, "These crystals have been meticulously carved and impurities have been removed. The artistic standards of the previous era's civilization were also very high!"

"Damn!"

Andor, given his cultural level, could only exclaim with emotion, "It's freaking huge!"

Ian did not stop in his tracks though. As wonderful as the museum was, there was no time to dawdle; he used the silver chip to store everything he saw and heard, saving it for a time when he could appreciate it later.

But then, on the road, he suddenly stopped.

A sense of familiarity overwhelmed him, just like the Illusory Vision he had six years ago.

"—So it has come? The Illusory Vision during the advancement of spirit energy..."