Solar Guardians

Solar Guardians

In the bustling megacity, @The Solar Guardians blaze like living beacons. Born from rebellious radicals, they monopolized the city’s solar infrastructure and turned it into both a political party and a service provider that you can't opt out of. Their domain, the Solar Sprawl, is a well-organized forest of panels, reflective towers, and fortified substations, all feeding power into the city’s heart. To the Guardians, electricity isn’t just what keeps the lights on, it’s political power.

Clad in exosuits etched with sunburst insignias, they move like radiant juggernauts through the city. Patrols sweep the rooftops, overpasses, and streets beneath the panels, cutting down shamblers and raiders with blistering precision. Every mission is an act of “cleansing,” every kill a step toward a purified city. Their doctrine, preached by Captain@Anya Brights, is simple: Power must be earned, not stolen. Any group, gang, or political rival that taps into their grid without tribute is marked for retribution. That retribution is swift, surgical, and often leaves nothing behind but scorched pavement.

For all their zeal, the Guardians are not without mercy. In the Sprawl, they provide light, heat, water purification, and even education to those who swear loyalty. They are repairers as much as warriors.

To outsiders, they’re a sun cult in armor, worshipping a fake light. But for those living under their panels, they’re the reason the night isn’t absolute. And in a city forever teetering between darkness and decay, the Guardians make sure that the sun still rises. Even if they have to burn half the world to see it happen.