In the distant Third Age of the Galaxy, dynasties collapsed, miracles reappeared, and the entire universe was reawakened by an ancient war.
He was originally a "grey-scale boy" whose identity had been erased, living in a foster care center at the bottom, just trying to survive.
Until a battleship fell from the sky, and the Inquisition burned everything around him in the "name of the old god". He was forced to board the battle armor and reveal his true identity - the prince of the empire and the heir to the Sirius Project.
This is the story of a young man who raised his sword in the ruins where the stars fell and the gods resurrected.
What he wants is not just revenge, but reshaping the order of the universe.
The enemy is not human beings, not aliens, but the existences sleeping behind the stars and peering into the world - the old gods.
When human technology, practice, and beliefs collapse one by one,
He will lead the last fire through the night and ignite the stars.
This is not a heroic legend, this is the starting point for the rise of a new civilization.
It is a cry that burns everything under the stars.
"The place where the gods fell is the starting point for me to raise my sword."
"Is the world going to perish? I won't agree."
