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.

Ian wouldn't—he couldn't refuse a Voidrealm Machine God of the level of 'The Last Line of Defense' coming to help him guard the virtual realm.


Embrace Light above, it felt like hitting a pillow when drowsy. What he thought of when he saw countless white Voidrealm Machine Gods entwined around the 'True Demon' bodies in the Realm of Light was precisely that one thing.


—Perhaps, this is the greatest legacy left to the Terra Era by the civilization of the previous epoch.


Ian was very clear on how Terra would become if Voidrealm Machine Gods didn't exist.


The disasters and pains sedimented from the Lost Epoch, those grievances and hates borne of repeated sacrifices and deaths, would dissipate with the souls of the deceased, turning into the black mud of the virtual realm abyss, then bit by bit, bit by bit, shaping the silhouette of a demon, constructing the 'Shadow Terra Abyss', creating a demon belonging to all Terra People.


Chapter 2057 - Chapter 41: Recruiting the Duke of Solin