It wasn't long after the beginning of time when they fell from the heavens. Sun and Moon, two beings with extraordinary power if used in the right way. Not knowing what they were, where they were, or where they had come from, the sense of familiarity between them was especially profound, and with nothing else to do, they trusted it. 

They were like grown up toddlers; they knew how to walk, they knew how to talk, and they knew how to control their bodies, but besides that, they were both at a loss. But beings like this are always sent places with a purpose, and somehow inexplicably knowing that, they set out to find whatever it was that they had been sent there to find. 

Discovering humanity, they settled down and learned their ways, adopting their cultures and lifestyles as their own. They were taken in by the community, given food and shelter in return for their services. They became quickly renowned for their intricate craftsmanship, people traveling from many villages over just to get their hands on Moon's woodmaking or something from Sun's blacksmith. They had made the village their home; they had their own houses, their own friends, and everyone there was like their family. And in that moment, they had known that this was the thing that they had been sent to find. 

Until everything went up in ash and smoke. The entire village was made of nothing but wood; wood that burned and burned and didn't stop burning until the only two things left alive were Sun and Moon, and the wave of embers disappeared as quickly as it had come. Their home and their loved ones strewn across the ground in piles of ash, the only way they could accept the unacceptable was by feeling the coughs that wracked their bodies as they breathed in the people they had once called friends. And it was only then that Moon came to realize the secrets that Sun had been keeping. The power that he had discovered. The things that he had been keeping to himself, and the things that had destroyed their happiness.

And with the pain of their friends, their families, and their lives destroyed and resting at their feet, and with the shared knowledge that it all could have been stopped if Sun hadn't hoarded secrets like sunlight, everything was pushed over the edge. What hadn't been destroyed was quickly killed as they screamed, cried, and fought over the land they had once called home, their footprints sliding and skidding through the ash around them as they blindly fought, not caring what came out of their hands, only wanting to hurt and hurt and hurt. The floodgates were opened, and there was no going back. Everything for miles around was burnt to a crisp, their heat bringing only more destruction to the things they had loved. Until their violence and rage were spent, leaving only room for despair and denial, pushing each other away and fleeing through fields of black. As they crumbled and collapsed, their grief pressing over them like waves crashing down on a beach, their tears watered the soil, and the first specks of green they had seen since everything had been destroyed sprouted out of the ground. There was only one thing they could do to repay the land for all it had done for them; pressing their hands into the soil, they healed the mountainside, utterly unaware that by unconciously working together, they had regrown everything that they had destroyed. And so realizing their potential, they left to bring their healing powers to the world, banishing plague and suffering, demolishing famine and pain. 

They never had one place to call home, nowhere ever appealing to them as much as where they had started. And as their immortality carried them through era after era, their powers modernized, growing buisnesses that had a chain in every country, bringing worldwide peace. The only problem was each other. 

Sun's company, Dawn Inc., specialized in what he called the "Healing Touch," something he imbued in all of his employees, and which healed all injuries, sicknesses, and hunger with a touch. 

Moon's company, Dusk Co., specialized in healing products, things that people could take home and apply to their bodies where it was needed, or pills that would eradicate pain and stop bleeding. 

And, as though Fate herself were pulling them together, since both of them had to have a main building, and with both of them being simple minded, they chose New York City as a base of establishment, buying huge buildings coincidently right next to each other. Which actually improved their buisness and sales quite a bit.

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As their companies grew, so too did the competition between them as they collected money like it was rainwater on a stormy day. And of course, they wouldn't be men if they didn't fall in love. 

Sun, being the flirtatious player that he was, fell in love with a woman, married her, had a child with her, and got a divorce all over the span of a year. His son was given everything he could want except the love of a family, his father ignoring him for most of his life, and his mother only sucking up to him because she wanted a share of the money. 

Moon, on the other hand, being the kind-hearted, even-tempered man that he was, wooed the woman of his dreams and had a beautiful son who the staff pampered beyond reckoning. Moon could care less about the money, focusing his attention on keeping his wife alive, as she had cancer, and her treatments were more expensive than any normal person could afford. 

Both children were neglected by their parents, being raised quietly and out of the way by their fathers' many staff. They were hardly ever brought outside, only kept in restricted areas of company property when they wanted to play in the sun. They were homeschooled by private teachers, had their own private gym and pool, and were watched 24/7 to make sure they didn't interfere with their father's buisness. The only thing that both fathers had been enormously strict about was that their sons could never leave company property. And the only thing that both fathers had ever told their children was to never go to the other building. But it wasn't like they had a choice. Someone was always watching. 

That was, however, before Sun died. 

Being the "heir," all the pressures of the company were suddenly flung to Sun's son, Azure. And sure, he was a quick study, but Azure had never been told anything about how to run the company, because everyone had just assumed that his father would live forever, and that he wouldn't need to worry about it. The only thing that Azure had ever learned was which fork was which at the fancy dinner parties his father sometimes made him attend. As soon as his father had died, the "Healing Touch" had died with him, all his employees running out of magic worldwide. The only thing they had left was the small stash of power Sun had whipped up for every location (something his wife had told him to do, because he wouldn't have been smart enough to do it otherwise), but soon those would run out, and the company would fall apart if Azure couldn't figure out how to harness the power everyone could only assume his father had given him, and how to use it for something other than disappointment. 

Before the competition wiped them out, that is.

Being their only competition for so many years, battling for customers and respect, Moon's company should have taken over the industry for good, but Dusk Co. was falling apart just as much as Dawn Inc. Moon's wife was in critical condition, and he was pouring all their funds into saving her. The company was completely neglected, and often the staff would find Moon sitting up in bed, heavy bags under his eyes, unblinking and staring at the same spot on the wall all day. But more often than that, he was by his wife's side, bringing her gifts and doing his best to keep her happy. Moon was falling apart, and dragging the company down with him, because as much as he would've liked to deny the fact, Sun had been his brother. They had been connected ever since they had fallen from the sky. And now, the only people who truly understood him and his powers were disappearing, and he could do nothing to stop it. 

Even though Moon was still alive, his son, Navy, was expected to keep everything up and running. Unlike Azure, Navy had had more training in the buisness field, but if anything, his attempts to keep Dusk Co. up and running only pushed the company farther and farther into the black hole it was slowly creeping into. Everyone expected him to be able to produce the miracles his father could; after all, the son of a being with such immense power should be able to do something extraordinay enough to save the company. But the more Navy tried, the more he failed, proving more and more that he was right to have been neglected by his father his entire life. 

To have both companies that had been relied on for thousands of years falling apart and with no countermeasures against the plagues that had ruled humanity before Sun and Moon arrived, the suffering returned tenfold, killing more than ever before and sweeping across every continent with a relentless fury like no one had ever witnessed. 

All hope came down to the two boys who had. No. Idea. What. They. Were. Doing.

With the pressure of dooming or saving a planet while being described as a failure for their whole lives, what other choice did they have but to run?

And as Sun and Moon, Night and Day, Stars and Sky collide, sparks will fly. 

Because only the stars could ever keep them apart.