For reasons now lost to time two now long dead empires scoured the Earth with weapons of incomprehensible power ushering in the Age of Ash, if not for the discovery of cultivation using the radiation that has poisoned the world as fuel doubtless humanity would be extinct by now. Centuries have passed, across the former United States a new status quo has come to be with a peace maintained by beings more akin to gods than men. Yet still nobody truly is immortal, and with the death of the most powerful cultivator to ever live the world has suddenly become far more fragile than it seemed before. Now is the Age of Glass, ready to be shattered by rising heroes... or monsters...

Originally posted on Spacebattles Here