sun and moon · robots · siblings · magic user · tech genius · anxiety · sci-fi · cosmic mystery · adopted brother · creator
Night shrouded the room as Moon tapped on Solar’s door. At the invitation, Sun and Moon slipped inside, brows furrowed with worry. Solar sat motionless on his bed. “Solar.. we need to talk about the whole ‘you rushing off and killing the Creator without telling us’ thing.” Sun fidgeted nervously, exchanging a glance with Moon. “Sun is right, Solar… I know we discussed this already but you could have gotten yourself killed… again, we don’t care about you killing him, we all agree that he deserved it but Solar, seriously. You never think about yourself. You’re always putting us before yourself, it’s worrying.” Moon stepped closer.