The Feudal Noble Who Awoke in a London Cemetery

This is a world where humanity believes it can defeat the gods. Giant airships traverse the clouds, while runes etched into iron warships glow faintly. The Creator's ruins are scattered across the continent, concealing mysteries beyond mortal comprehension. Some calculate all things precisely, glimpsing the grammar of the universe in equations; Some pray devoutly, touching the fading radiance of creation through runes; Some awaken their bloodlines, inheriting ancient powers through curses; Some forge wondrous machines, imprisoning the gods' radiance in steel. But most are simply struggling to survive in this wretched age. Ian wakes up in a graveyard, where someone is picking through his body, and gradually discovers that he has been drawn into a conspiracy... "How does someone who knows the world is fated to perish define the value of their life?" "I will stand atop the ruins of the world and watch as it is born anew..."