

A star falls from the heavens, and a man with no memories awakens in its crater. Given the name Midir, the silver-haired stranger knows nothing of his past, his origins, or why the elements obey him like loyal servants. But when monsters long absent from the world begin appearing after his arrival, and a demon’s attack awakens terrifying fragments of forgotten power within him, one question becomes impossible to ignore: Did he come to save the world… or did the world’s calamity come with him? As he journeys across the Ryan Continent in search of his lost identity, Midir gathers unlikely companions, draws the attention of nobles and guilds, and follows visions pointing toward ancient secrets buried at Crown Peak and beneath the Tree of Life. But every clue brings him closer to a past tied to forgotten wars, vanished gods, and a woman sealed beyond memory itself. To reclaim who he was, he must uncover the truth behind the meteor. Even if that truth reveals he was never human at all.

As eerie whispers echo in my ears and the mists of the unknown slowly part, I use my mortal body as fuel, ...commanding my own cult in the narrow gap between madness and sanity.

She transmigrated and became a green snake. Su Qing had no intention of transforming into a dragon. She knew the status dragons held in mythology — always getting the short end of the stick. Monkeys dared to bully them, Nezha dared to bully them, and dragon liver and phoenix marrow were considered delicacies. So all she wanted was to become a powerful demon, live as a “Willow Immortal", protect a small region of people, and enjoy a quiet life. Fortunately, she managed to achieve all of that. But a thousand years later, a young girl named Xuanzang smashed her mountain gate with a single punch and asked if she wanted to go fetch scriptures. Then came some guy with a serious case of chuunibyou syndrome, constantly shouting “Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon” and bothering them every day. Sigh. Why is it so hard to just live a peaceful life?

Reborn, I cannot keep walking step by step toward death and corruption! This is an age of steam and magic. Spellcasters, hunters, bloodfiends—who am I? A traveler, a demon hunter, an apprentice, a seeker of knowledge, a sailor… a calamity. This is an age where miracles are born; this is an age where hope is shattered. The bloodfiends’ great sword hangs above the heads of the people, and the colossal serpent of the mortal world slowly awakens. Destruction, curses, depravity… I must survive. This is the worst of times—this is a legend of miracles.