The positions of the stars aligned, then misaligned, as they leisurely rotated in the sky, casting their cold light upon this world, oblivious to the vast number of mortals who once, under their guidance, busied themselves to exhaustion only to end up with nothing.
The ancient gods have not returned, nor has the prophesied day of judgment arrived, despite all the preceding events perfectly confirming those prophecies — such as the gigantic surges in the Endless Sea, or the special energy waves released by 'Ao' under the influence of the stars, or the frequent whispering of the gods — but beyond that, the crucial final step, the awakening of the God of Storm from the deep sea, did not occur.
The God of Storm is the only god remaining in the real world; if He does not awaken, then there is no way to speak of a day of judgment.
All things seem like a joke, yet those "god-eaters" in the deep sea, the "culprits" of this awkward situation, know nothing of it.
