This is a test chapter for an original story I'm working on. Uhhh. Yeah

The Sun was the most beautiful being in the system when it was first created. She was the deity, the goddess above all else, and the leader of what would soon be the rest of her planets. Everyone looked up to her, she always knew the answer to the problems. She was the one the planets came to when they needed guidance, and while everyone knew her, nobody really quite knew her.

Though majestic and beautiful, she was mysterious. She didn't share about herself as much as she could have, she never discussed her past, or how she came to be. Mercury swore it was from an even greater being. Venus says she wasn't, and then she was. Mother Earth says she was created when two other giants collided. But The Sun didn't dare share about herself.

Which is how the creation of Pluto became forgotten.

It started, a long time ago far before Mercury, Venus, and Mars. Before Jupiter and Saturn. Before Uranus and Neptune and Earth. Pluto was the Sun's first creation. The test subject, more than anything. And the Sun hated him. He was broken, too pale, too skinny, and too skittish to be of worth. He was nothing but a test run, and try out.

And that's when the Sun banished him, far out of the reaches of the system, to the edges of the universe where the coldness would seep into his bones. And that's where he was forced to stay for thousands and thousands of years.

Abandoned, and out of sight of the system.

The flaw to the Sun's radiance.