Solis' eyes were narrowed, as he stared upwards. He had finally escaped his exile, after 12,000,000 years of isolation. He had collected enough life force from each of his vessels over the millions of years.

He closed his eyes and looked away from his sun. It would take a while for him to adjust to the light again. His eyes slowly met his arms. He was no longer that shell, of a former god. He was that god, once again... after so many years.

He felt... exhausted. His mind going blank as he closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath, "Hm..".