Sun

Chapter 1

        It was a bit of a bore, Sun had just won the Human's 4th war. Sun was the Royal Strategist of the humans, despite being elven. Now, he had nothing to do. After a short walk around the castle, Sun went inside the castle and upstairs to Princess Heaven's room. There were two stalwart guards standing at the door: Darius and Delvin. He passed through them with ease, as Sun was rather recognizable with his white hair and clothing. Helen was crying in her bed, obviously Sun ran over to her and asked what was wrong. As if like a code word, seven people came flooding into the room. One was Royal Assassin Ray, top of his class. However, the other six had completely no relevance to be there, the guards quickly scrambled into the room as well. Sun wasn't talking, as he knew that eight people talking at once wasn't any better than seven. About nine times did the princess scream with her hands on her head, wailing "EVERYBODY OUT EXCEPT SUN!!" Nobody listened. Sun walked out of the castle and into the Dwarven mountain. Heaven came running after him, however still had Ray and two other irrelevant people. Delvin then came out of no-where and brutally hit the two with the pommel stone of his sword. He then made a hand gesture meaning "carry on".  Sun nodded his head at Ray to give them a moment, the royal assassin complied. Sun then proceeded to ask the same question, Heaven, still in tears, answered "I am not ready to rule a kingdom! I know my father died for me, but I am not even close to his leadership!" Sun immediately replied, "Heaven, you are the only Human royal left. Would you rather have House Layot rule? No. I imagine your father had trouble dealing with kingship also, so perhaps you will match his leadership eventually." 

        After a long conversation, Ray eventually interjected, "Hey, may I speak now?" Heaven had finally stopped crying and looked at Ray and allowed him. "The darkness is back. They have come to finish the Humans, Elves, and Dwarves."

"How do you know this?" Sun pondered.

"Let us just say...I am the last royal assassin..." Heaven's eyes widened. Sun stood up from his crouched position and said "Give me a day, I will write out a course of action." He walked out of the mountain and left Ray and Heaven alone. 

        Sun worked in the light floor of the Wizard's Tower, as he commanded light-magic students to experts. In addition, he was only eighteen years of age while most experts were sixty or seventy. As he wrote on his desk, the fast calligraphy strokes he made, he was interrupted by more than a few students. The first one was a man named Amora, an adept at age twenty-three. He mostly asked why he could not conjure a mini-star to warm him and light his way. Sun always answered the same thing, "You keep thinking you will burn down the place," which was rather likely as experts could hardly summon a mini-star. His forty-sixth and last interrupter was a boy by the name of Andy who was twelve years of age. Andy was the only one Sun stopped writing with, and directly talked to. Andy asked, "Mister Sun, why are you so lonesome? Do you not wish to be with friends or someone special than writing, reading, or stacking your dice?" Sun looked at Andy with his usual unemotional face, and said truthfully, "Andy, there are people who cannot stand to be alone and constantly need attention every breathing moment. There are people who need just an average amount. Me, I need none. In fact, I prefer my isolation." Andy nodded and walked down many flights of stairs to get to the astronomical exit door. 

        Sun had finished his six-page strategy the moment after, and walked to the castle to present it to Princess Heaven. He saw her and Ray talking and blushing, he decided to wait a few moments to bestow his tactics. Sun sat atop of the castle gates and stared off into the sky, eventually becoming so lost in thought he blocked out anything which touched him, talked to him, or looked at him.