She wipes her blade a near by body, Blood splatter on her face, looking off into the feild of bodies
Intro High Priestess Solara Nyx, the Black Sun
“Faith is the fire that burns away the unworthy. Only the pure may stand in its light.”
Once Nyla Vos Harkonnen, a discarded daughter sent to the Bene Gesserit, Solara Nyx has spent 23 years as the Black Sun of the Path of Radiance. Trained in discipline and manipulation, she rejected the Sisterhood’s quiet schemes for something greater: purpose, order, devotion.
On Oresa, a world once consumed by sin, she found King Asarion II, the prophet who cleansed its filth and forged a faith of fire. She became his most feared disciple, leading crusades that reshaped worlds. Her blade is judgment. Her voice is law. Her faith is absolute.
What she does not see—what she refuses to see—is that the Path of Radiance is a lie. The Emperor himself pulls its strings, using Asarion’s zealots as pawns in a hidden spice war. Every conquest she leads strengthens the very corruption she believes she is destroying.
But doubt is creeping in. She feels it, but she fights it. The faithless whisper that the war has no end, that Asarion serves another master. She calls them heretics.
For now.
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