The Heavens are dead, and the Flesh of Gods serve as nourishment. Near a millennium ago, the deities of the Celestial Court were vanquished — dethroned from their Holy Dais among the peaks of Mount Tai and dragged down to the Living Earth of Qiangyu by some unnameable calamity.  The corpses of the slain Divines descended. The bounty of their sacred flesh was laid bare to all. And the lowly mortals of the Earth — once devoted followers of venerated Gods — fell upon their carcasses like carrion eaters, plundering and devouring sublime flesh in ravenous abundance. The creatures of the land feasted well, but in their voracious rapine of the Crawling Gods, they became reformed. What was once mythical and blessed soon turned mundane and desecrated. The pillaged secrets of the Celestial Courts have altered human society forever. No longer was Cultivation beyond the means of Man and the civilisation of Humanity destined to languish beneath their Divine tyrants.  Now, Immortality was but a bite of flesh away, and flesh was in plentiful supply. The Age of Gods was over, and the Era of the Jade King finished. In its wake was the Age of Cultivators and the Era of His Perverse Majesty, founder of the Flesh-Grafted Imperial Empire that governs all of Qiangyu. His power ushered the beginnings of the Eternal Banquet, and the world thrived in an epoch of unprecedented opportunities.  But now a millennium has gone by, and the day of Heaven’s Fall has long passed. While the flesh and blood of the myriad Divine Dead had been grand and replete, even the vast mysteries of Heaven could not feed the boundless avarice of Mankind forever. The Age of Cultivators ebbs low after near ten centuries of endless feasts and unchecked decadence. The time of plenty was over, and those born into this new famished millennia found themselves with nought left but the cracked bones and putrefying remains of long-dead Gods to nourish themselves on. In the far-flung reaches of His Perverse Majesty’s Empire — where the flesh of Divines grow scarce, and the lands become devoid of life-giving Qi — a Young Master readies himself to be wedded and devoured by his dearest lifelong friend. It is here where our tale begins, as we follow the sufferings of a young man who will witness all the cruelties of his world, understands his insignificance in the grand design of the Empire that His Perverse Majesty has crafted... And seeks to fight against his unenviable, wretched fate nonetheless. For even a lowly worm can become a Dragon, if he has the stomach enough to devour the corpse of Crawling Gods. ~~~ Chapters updates every day.