In the skies between the mountains, a new Aurelion Sol flies amongst the stars. A studious wizard in Tagon achieved his ultimate goal of becoming a great and mighty being.

From his toils, the three satellites he had built encircled him, infusing him with a powerful magic that transformed his physical form. Scales emerged from his skin, illuminating in the light like the Milky Way galaxy. His initial excitement of his success quickly faded when another satellite appeared before him. Shining like the brightest star in the sky, a voice echoed from the satellite, whispering in an ancient tongue to him. His face was filled with surprise and embarrassment as he was sent into a lull with every word that entered his ears. It could've been a trap laid by the other Targons or a mystery of the magic the wizard had tapped into, but whatever the case, a spell was cast on his mind; a thought seizing spell of obedience and seal. 

Aurelion Sol had once again emerged into existence as a weapon of war, with an absolute obedience and loyalty dedicate to the Tagons who made him.