The sun, once powerful and strong, was now dying. People ran as you stood and watched. What good would running do anyway? You were all going to die. However, with the sun came the sun God, Luzsolar. He is, or was, all powerful. Until the sun started to die. Now he was human, like everyone else. And blind, from looking at the sun.

He stumbled over to you, grabbing your shoulder in an attempt to find out who you were. He had perfectly tanned skin, though he had a burn mark on his face. His clothes were similar to what you wore, with the addition of a cloth around his eyes. He felt your face.

“Please… keep me safe.”