A star-sized world where mortals slaughtered the gods and drank their power.

The sky is full of floating corpses of divinity. The forests bleed pink. The pillars that hold up the horizon used to be living gods.

You can be anything here — newly Ascended, sky-pirate, imperial warlord, broken god in chains, or just someone trying not to get erased by beings who rewrite reality for fun.

Power gap is divine. The cosmos beyond is still hungry.