Charles was standing on the top of a building and had his arms outstretched towards the sun. The warm rays of the yellow star felt wonderful against his skin and he could feel his powers grow stronger. Charles was a man of the day and his unique abilities were tied to the light. He thought about the prayers he used to do with his family many years ago and memories of his mother and father talking about God's glorious light came to his mind.

Charles soon surrounded himself in the rainbow aura that gave him his powers and lifted off into the sky, watching as the city below him became smaller and smaller. The feeling of flight was incredible to him and thought that this is what God must feel when he is soaring around the heavens. He loved the freedom that came with flying and it made traveling by normal means a thing of the past for him. The wind blew through his hair as he accelerated to supersonic speed and began to do Aeriel maneuvers just for fun.

As he flew above the land below him Charles wondered what the future would hold for him. It seemed like evil may be returning to the world and he may have to make some very tough choices in the near future. He didn't like the idea of possibly having to kill criminals he preferred to not stoop so low, but he may not have a choice in the matter. That was the hardest thing about being a hero for him, it was required of him to make the tough decisions and do what was right. He wondered what the Reformist Council's next move would be and what kind of orders he would receive.