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In a world on the brink of environmental collapse, an anomaly appears in the body of Kael Solaris — an ordinary teenager who, for some reason, develops the ability to absorb solar energy directly into his body.

What begins as simple physical resistance quickly transforms into something beyond human logic: superhuman strength, accelerated regeneration, extreme perception... But all power has a price.

Now, pursued by organizations that want to control him and venerated by fanatics who see him as a messiah, Kael must decide: will he be a hero, a monster or something beyond humanity.

SOLARIS SON OF THE SUN

For a long time… I only had silence.

Silence of the mountains, of the wind, of the cold stone in the late afternoon. Silence inside me.

The world outside kept spinning, but I was there, buried in the middle of nowhere, reading a book I barely understood, trying to follow in the footsteps of a father whose face I couldn't even remember.

At first, I thought it was just about being strong. I trained like crazy. I woke up before the sun rose, ran until my legs gave out, punched rocks until my fingers bled. I did everything the book told me to do. And still… nothing.

It didn't shine. It didn't happen.

Only pain. Frustration. And sleepless nights asking: "Why me? Why this power, this weight… this mission?"

I started to really listen. The sound of my heart. The vibration of the light when it touched my skin. I began to realize that power was not a weapon. It was a language. And I was trying to yell at it, when really… I had to listen.

My father used to say: "The sun is alive. And it responds to what you feel, not what you pretend to be."

I began to breathe calmly. To move slowly. To meditate for hours, with my forehead resting on the warm rock. Sometimes I cried for no reason. Sometimes I laughed. But I felt it. And that was enough.

I learned to draw the light in only when it accepted me. When my body was at peace.

I created my own routines. I made mistakes. I almost died when I tried to draw in more energy than I could handle. I lay down for three days, sweating feverishly and shaking, watching my father's face floating in the darkness. But I survived. And that day… I felt the light embrace me.

My first real mastery came when I managed to hold a sphere of heat in the palm of my hand for more than a minute. It seemed like little. But it was my fire. My sun.

I became faster. Lighter. I began to see better in the dark. To hear better. The whole world seemed to have gained more contrast. And little by little, I began to understand that each technique in the book was not a trick… it was a path to inside myself.

The Steps of Light taught me lightness.

The Star Fist showed me strength with control.

And the Radiant Eyes… made me see beyond movement. Beyond intention.

But even with all this, something was still missing. The book spoke of a fusion. Of a total awakening. I hadn't achieved that… until that day.

I felt them approaching. A shiver on the back of my neck. The sun seemed heavier that morning. And when the drones and soldiers appeared, I knew: there was no more training. It was now or never.

And for the first time, I didn't fight it. I let it go.

Forged by the Sun