Present Day, 2010...
A gray overcast glooms the city of New York, as Sun walks expressionless towards his destination.
With every step taken and every rain drop descended upon the granite, he is reminded of all that has transpired within his lives.
His appearance is by far of a cocooned emergence. His once bright aura now emits a shadowy spectrum. His eyes sharpened and beat, his attire posed as a wanderer of the night... his demeanor shot down and distorted.
Sun has lost his light. He was emanating a newly acquired dark chakra. His soul seemed to echo the untamed scream of a thousand tortured memories. This newly cast Sun still gave off an insurmountable energy. His black light enveloped his very stride wherever his encounter lead him.
(“Where are you…? I know you’re near…)
Sun searches for the one who took him to his limits…
The one that was the cause for his embark upon this mission…
The soul which exposed Sun to understand first hand what Hell is…
Void.
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