Prologue: The Shattering of Skies

It came without warning. The heavens, once serene and endless, fractured like delicate glass.

At first, there was only silence a chilling calm that spread unease across the world. Then, the rupture began. The cracks expanded, revealing swirling voids of blinding light and infinite darkness, spreading across the sky like a celestial wound. From these breaches, waves of unearthly energy cascaded onto the Earth, rewriting reality itself.

In an instant, chaos was unleashed. Cities crumbled as towering storms of resonance obliterated their structures. Oceans, once blue and familiar, surged with unnatural hues, glowing with an ominous light. The fabric of life twisted. Ordinary humans found themselves reshaped, their bodies and minds attuned to the alien forces pouring through the fractures. They became the Awakened wielders of powers drawn from the stars. But for every Awaken born, countless others perished or were transformed into monstrous aberrations.

The world had changed irreversibly. Humanity, once the masters of their destiny, now lived on the edge of survival. Civilization restructured itself around the concept of power, adopting a new system to rank those who could wield the celestial energy: the Lumina Tiers (Ranking System). These ranks, from the unstable Umbra Tier to the legendary Ascendant Tier, dictated one’s role in society, their strength, and their worth. The weak scavenged for remnants of the old world, while the strong rose to power, forging new Houses to control and protect what remained.

Fifty years have passed since the first rupture, and the scars of that day linger. The sky remains fractured, a constant reminder of humanity’s precarious position in the cosmos. Ruptures continue to appear, bringing with them new horrors and hints of a grander, more terrifying truth. Whispers speak of ancient forces, the Dominions, who govern the core elements of the universe and who now watch humanity with both interest and disdain.

Among the remnants of a broken world, the fortified cities shine as beacons of hope. Yet even within their walls, survival comes at a cost. Contracts are drawn, relics of celestial energy are sought, and battles against aberrations are fought daily. This is the world Atlas Solin was born into—a world where strength and power are the only currencies that matter.

For Atlas, life was about survival. Orphaned and scraping by on the outskirts of Avalon City, he dreamed of more than just enduring the day-to-day. He dreamed of answers, of purpose, and of the truth behind the fractures that claimed his parents. But he was no Awaken no hero destined to stand among the Lumina Tiers.

At least, not yet.

Unbeknownst to him, the sky’s fractures still held secrets. One of them was waiting for him. And as the stars themselves whispered his name, Atlas’s journey was about to begin.

The story of Atlas Solin, the boy who would shape the fractured world, starts here.