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.

In the hazy visions of retrospection, Ian faintly heard a prophetic poem recited in the cadence of the Terra tongue.


This fourteen-line poem, the most canonical of Terra's countless mythological prophecies, narrates with mournful lament the descent of the Apocalypse, the destruction of the world, the arrival of the End, and the thorough erasure of all that was, reducing it to forgotten dust.


And yet, there were no fewer than hundreds of versions of such apocalyptic prophecies in the Terra of that era.


Chapter 1007 - Chapter 104: Terra Dragon and the Hatching Egg