The sun and moon. Brothers in this case, but most certainly not equal. Solaris was always the gifted one, walking through the praise as he got it — not turning back even once to acknowledge it. However, Sariel had a bit more of a tough time. Things never came that easy to him. In a realm full of gods and prodigies, he couldn't stand out in the slightest. Besides being the worst. At almost everything. Needless to say, he was tired of it. Though... what could he do? There was only one thing he could think of. He needed to partake in the journey of immortality; that only came around once every thousand years. This was his only chance, for at least once in his life, to get people to look at the moon.