The Lord King of Sun
Chapter 1 — The Dream of the Sun
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The sky burned.
Not with light, but with memory.
Flames spread across the heavens like golden rivers, melting stars and turning galaxies into glass. Amid that inferno, a figure stood upon the collapsing sun — his crimson robes fluttering against the cosmic wind, his black hair trailing like night itself.
He looked down at the dying realm below, eyes glowing like twin stars.
Every world he'd created was crumbling.
Every god who had once bowed to him had fled in terror.
And still, the fire raged.
> "So this is the end of my realm…"
His voice echoed through the void — calm, regretful, yet powerful enough to split the sea of stars.
He stretched out his hand, and the flames bent to his will, curling around his fingers like obedient serpents. The entire multiverse trembled as if the cosmos itself feared his next act.
He smiled faintly.
A tired smile — the kind only gods who've lived too long could make.
> "I gave flame to creation… but in the end, it consumed even me."
Behind him floated a golden clock, its gears forged from divine fire, its ticking sound echoing through eternity. The Reincarnation Clock.
Each tick burned a world.
Each tock rewound fate.
> "Seventy cycles," he whispered. "Let the fire rest… and one day, let me burn again."
He reached into his chest, pulling out a flicker of pure sunlight — his divine core, the Heart of Flame. He pressed it against the clock, and the mechanism roared to life. The flames dimmed. The stars began to reform.
And then—
Silence.
The god known as Aren, the Lord of Flame, closed his eyes as the world he ruled for eons folded in upon itself.
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A sharp beep shattered the silence.
Aren blinked.
Warm sunlight spilled through his window. A ceiling. Posters. A glowing alarm clock.
He was lying in bed — tangled in his blanket like a trapped chicken.
> "Ugh… not again…"
He groaned and rolled over, falling face-first onto the floor with a heavy thud. His little sister's voice came from the hallway.
> "Big bro! You're gonna be late for school again!"
> "I was saving the universe," he mumbled into the floorboards. "Give me five minutes."
The door burst open. A tiny girl with bright eyes and twin braids glared down at him.
> "Mom says breakfast's ready! You better not burn the house this time!"
Aren froze.
Right.
Last week's "pancake incident."
He sat up, brushing off imaginary dust — his long black hair falling into his face. His golden eyes still shimmered faintly with heat, though no one else could ever see it.
> "I'll try not to," he said, stretching lazily. "No promises, though."
As he stood, the faint reflection in the window flickered — for an instant, it wasn't a boy, but a god wrapped in flame, watching the sun rise behind him.
A pulse of divine energy slipped from his hand, and the alarm clock on his nightstand melted.
He stared at it.
> "...Huh. Still can't control that, huh?"
From outside, his mother's voice called:
> "Aren! Stop melting appliances before breakfast!"
He winced.
> "I swear, they can sense it."
With a sigh, he grabbed his uniform jacket and slung it over his shoulder. His hand twitched slightly, and the fabric briefly turned into a puff of cartoonish smoke before snapping back to normal. The ability called SUGUN still reacted to his emotions — even after his reincarnation, it never stopped acting weird.
> "Note to self," he muttered. "Don't sneeze near the stove."
Outside his window, the city of Solaris gleamed like a realm of light. Hovering towers, spirit trams, and golden rivers of energy flowing through the air. This was a world of technology and cultivation, gods and mortals living side by side — though most humans had long forgotten the divine truths.
Aren grinned faintly.
> "Ten percent power... and a second chance. Not bad."
He looked up at the morning sun, eyes narrowing. Somewhere beyond that light, in a forgotten corner of the multiverse, the gods were watching.
And he could feel it — the faint, burning pulse in his chest — a promise he'd once made before his fall:
> If the world burns again… it'll burn on my terms now my new name denial.
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✨ End of Chapter 1 — The Dream of the Sun ✨