★Synopsis★
An untraceable natural disaster changed Earth. Plagues and viruses ran rampant, natural disasters struck more frequently, and all kinds of creatures mutated in the catastrophe.
Years later, human civilization made unprecedented breakthroughs, and science and technology reached their peak. Meanwhile, the world's different peoples began waging endless wars, each striving to become the supreme ruler.
The ancient gods were gradually forgotten. The unstoppable firepower of mechs and the savage growth of living beings made the gods hesitate to act. This was the twilight of the gods, an era in which the gods could go no further.
Humans, mechanical creatures, the undead, dragons, monsters... They continued to encroach on the gods' territory. At last, the sleeping ancient gods descended upon the mortal world, bringing with them a fury that shook the heavens.
The ancient gods brought disaster, but they had been cut off from the world for too long and no longer fit into the present age. They could only hide among the various peoples, coldly watching their power struggles and their despicable, unscrupulous deeds.
To expand their territories and consolidate their dominion, the various peoples abandoned their sick, weak, and disabled kin, continually taking in young and vigorous newcomers.
Alone, the ancient god met a human prince with damaged mental powers, a beastfolk boy of mixed blood, a dragon hatchling that could not fly, a disabled elf abandoned by his people... and a manifest undead who could not be cursed.
The ancient god led a group of old, weak, and disabled outcasts and began a long plan of "revenge."
Later... Under the ancient god's guidance, the different peoples set aside their disputes, negotiated their interests, and rationally divided up their territories, gradually moving toward the merging of their races.
But the ancient god responsible for this was branded a "traitor" by the other gods and put on trial in the divine temple.
On the day of the trial, a deep dragon roared toward the heavens. A silver, six-winged mech brought a band of ferocious beastfolk warriors to the temple. The elves played their tree flutes, directing a whirlwind to sweep across the temple plaza, while the undead summoned an army of skeletons to storm the divine realm.
Surrounded by those of other races, the ancient god wondered: [Have I fallen into depravity?]
They replied: [This isn't depravity. It's a new beginning.]
Screenshot taken on May 24, 2022.
Theme: All who are human are stars.