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There were ten suns. They were not balls of gas. They were the children of Di Jun, the mysterious high god and Xihe, the sun goddess. Each morning one sun would rise from the Fusang tree in the eastern sea, carried across the sky by a three-legged crow. The other nine waited on the lower branches. Then one day all ten rose at once. The world burned. Rivers boiled. Crops turned to ash. The earth cracked open. A man named Yi, the greatest archer who ever lived, drew his bow and shot nine suns out of the sky. He saved the world. And then he lost everything.