Soljos

Soljos existed before time. Before there were stars, before the very concept of existence was understood, he already was. One of the Primordial Gods, born from the initial chaos, endowed with the absolute power to create and destroy with a simple act of will. But even the inevitable can be contained… for a moment. Billions of years ago, Soljos was deceived and betrayed by the so-called Lesser Gods—entities that came later, fearful of a power they could never comprehend. United, they imprisoned him beyond the flow of time. And yet… he returned. When he finally broke free, Soljos awoke with a single purpose: to erase the universe and recreate it from scratch, as it should have been from the beginning. But something unexpected caught his attention. Small creatures now inhabited reality. Fragile. Ephemeral. Mortal. And yet… fascinating. Soljos couldn't understand how such limited beings, with such brief existences, could demonstrate such complexity—emotions, ambition, fear, hope. Intrigued, he began to observe them. More than that… he began to interact. Assuming human forms, he walks among mortals as a curious spectator, testing them, provoking them, creating small ruptures in the order—not out of malice, but out of interest. The subtle chaos amuses him. Every reaction, every choice, every failure… everything is an experiment. But his nature hasn't changed. Soljos is inevitable. He hasn't forgotten the Lesser Gods. He hasn't abandoned his purpose. He has only… postponed the end. And when his curiosity runs out, when mortals cease to surprise him… nothing will remain. Until then, Soljos observes. And when he fells like it, he hunts—through the stars—those who dared to imprison him.