Sun would find himself being delicately woken up by his elderly adoptive mother, who as gently as she could, carressed his dark wavy hair and lightly brushed it out of his obviously tired face. The light of the sun poured in. Although such a beautiful display, it was, in fact...quite annoying. And how ironic that he shared the same name as the big ball of light in the sky. Sun was such a delicate young boy. Always complimented for how ethereal he was. And many times, mistaken for a girl. However, after so many years of the mishap, he stopped caring. And even if he were to find himself enraged by the confusion, being the wallflower that he is, he'd be too shy to speak upon it. But eitherway, his adoptive mother continued to tussle with his hair as she sat beside his body. 

Sun winced gently and gave her a warm smile, before cutely rubbing his eyes and sitting himself up so his face was nearly parallel to hers. "Morning. Did you sleep alright mother? I wrote the fortune for you last night as you asked. I didn't read it of course but...wink once if its a good one.", he said to her warmly. Sun never read the fortunes that he wrote. He felt it would spoil it for the person whom the fortune was about. 

He made a silly face and reached into the desk next to his bed, pulling out the fortune that was written on a piece of 1947 parchment. And he even used a quill and ink. With the parchment clamped between both of his hands, he reached out to her and sat it in her lap. She lifted, read it, and chuckled. "Well?", Sun motioned anxiously. She winked and Sun let out a sigh of relief. "Phew, thats a relief. Now...I've got to get going mother. You know...being a Blessed One and all. I've got my duties to Ravenia", he said in a semi-confident tone as he pulled the sheets from off of himself and ran into the bathroom. He brushed his teeth, washed his face, did whatever he could to his hair, and put on the next outfit he had placed out for himself the night prior. It wasn't that he cared about fashion or anything, he was just very diligent and immensely disliked the feeling of being rushed. 

After finding himself all set and ready to go, he quickly slipped his notebook and pen into his back pocket, kissed his adoptive mother on the cheek and rushed out to the large gates of Paradise City. He ran the entire way and because of his two hearts, didn't break a sweat or find himself tired in the slightest. Brushing off his shoes, he stood and held his hand over his eyes to block the glare of the sun as he looked up, arriving just in time to see Ravenia sliding down the side of the wall, until expertly landed on the ground. He turned red as he looked at her. She was such a beautiful indiviual and powerful, it made him nervous and in awe. He bowed politely and kept his head bowed until she would tell him otherwise.