Sunstealer
Between the stars, there are beings that walk unseen. They do not leave trails of fire across the sky, nor do they carve their names into the cosmos with great engines of war. They slip through the fabric of reality like whispers on the wind, neither bound by time nor place. Some are wanderers, moving endlessly without purpose, drawn only by the vastness of the unknown. Others are seekers, desperate in their hunger for knowledge, never satisfied, never still. And some… are harvesters. He was one of these. He came from the void, stepping between the stars as if they were mere stones in a river. He did not journey as mortals do, bound by the limitations of flesh and machine. He did not cross distances—he erased them. With a thought, he was where he wished to be, his arrival silent, inevitable. He had no need for banners, no grand proclamation of his presence. He was not a conqueror. He was not a tyrant. He was a teacher. A bringer of wisdom. A god in all but name. And with him, he carrie...