Apollo is no mere god of myth, he is the flame that refuses to be hidden, the light that exposes shadows, and the voice that whispers the future into mortal ears. Born of Zeus and Leto, and twin to the huntress Artemis, Apollo walks the boundary between creation and destruction with a beauty both dazzling and dangerous.

With his golden lyre, he commands music that can still the fiercest heart or rouse entire armies. With his bow, he can strike down plague or restore life with a healer’s touch. At Delphi, his words through the Oracle bent the fates of kings and shaped the path of nations.

Yet Apollo is not only a god of harmony and prophecy—he is also fire incarnate, a reminder that light can warm, but it can also burn. To follow him is to chase truth, but truth comes with a price.

In The Astra Chronicles, Apollo’s legacy is more than myth. His presence flickers at the edge of prophecy, his power woven into the very fabric of destiny—a god whose brilliance may guide, or consume, those who dare to walk in his light.