Forget?
Well, not like anyone would ever believe they did.
For when the day finally came, the idea itself would have felt absurd.
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The empire, particularly Planet Solara, rose much earlier than usual.
And in the wee hours of the morning, one Mylor took it upon himself to drive his entire family insane.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
The sound of metal on metal echoed through the house like a war cry, loud enough to make neighbors from another city wonder if a meteor had just landed in their living room.
"RISE AND SHINE!"
A giant teen barreled down the hallway, holding two pans with the kind of determination commonly seen in soldiers charging into battle. Owen Mylor had never been awake this early in his short life unless bribes, punishments, or the potential loss of allowance (or his life) had been involved.
But today was different.
Today was sacred.
Today was the day.
