Crumbling in fear, showered with blood ... tears still falling from his red eyes... he was covered with pure gold. His mother, reciting the prayers for his safety, and his father cowered behind the bed. His body started to boil ... dark yellow flames roared from every corner of his bed ... and thus came the first lord of the world, the first lord of all the kings and queens... Cyrus the Drenched Lord.

 The Sun Is Empty and Hungry to Devour... 

 Thee Must Seek The Power From The Shadow

"Sire, All I seek is your permission..." The General requested

"Not yet ... General Scourge... not yet... HE must be fully drenched by blood and fire. HE MUST BECOME THE SUN!" commanded the 3rd King, King Kosmas.

Tears from inside the room... the soldiers were shaking in fear. The roots of the castle started to shake and thus the story of another starts. His actions were flawed but his future has reached the stars.