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In the starry sky, the core of the Zodiac Regions.
Unbeknownst to when, the Heroic Spirits that used to roam here had vanished without a trace, and the stars had dimmed accordingly. Within the Sun, Hyperion's Divine Body had been reshaped a millennium ago, yet he remained trapped and impotent.
Although his body was bound, his spirit soared ever higher. The very aspect of the [Sun] that erupts in a burst tended to nurture Destruction the quieter it became.
Until today, when a sudden voice broke the Silence here.
"Quite the gathering."
"Hmm?"
Initially stunned, on hearing the familiar voice by his ear, perhaps due to being sealed too long, the first God of Sun did not immediately react. After all, at the core of the Sun, who else could be present but him?
But the next moment, Hyperion instantly recognized the voice's owner, the brother he was 'obsessing over.' His eyes widened, and Divine Power shook the Chains of Law around him as he tried to escape this eternal prison.
