The Guild of Arcana: a place filled with magic and mystery combined.
The revolving circular band structures around the sun was something that they created. It was something that they created so that they could study the sun in close proximity.
The sun itself was something that they did not create. It has been here since before the beginning of the Guild of Arcana.
It was a fixture made by the Ancient Humans in the Ancient Era.
They were filled with mystery that even the Mystic Masters had yet to understand.
But now, that very sun was extending its flares towards Michael. Those rays of light, those flaring white flames that were chaotic and without a static pattern, were now wrapping their arms around Michael.
"Sol! It thinks he is worthy!"
"Not possible! Not possible! How could that be?!"
