Romans & histoires Guardian: The Lonely And Great God

"The second guardian, however, belongs to the Yang Side. The Supernova. The whole world look up and kneel before him. He loves to be on the front line. The world shines brightly before him. But beneath his supernova persona, is a broken man.—" "He let himself be devoured by darkness and evil. He will most likely retaliate and resist when you find him, but I believe you are carrying the torch of flame to lighten up the guardian's world. Just remember, though, both guardians found their sanctuary because of the same reason." "Wha—what is that reason?"

Tobias looked up to meet my gaze and he smiled, “I knew it” he whispered. “What was that? What does guardian mean?” I rushed out looking over the smiling face in front of me. “You heard it too?” he said excitedly, “Heard what? I didn’t hear anything” Gunner said in an irritated tone. “Yeh I did, you didn’t answer my question though” I said ignoring Gunner. “A few weeks ago, the Goddess came to me in a dream and told me I was to watch over and protect her chosen daughter. She said I would be called to her and when the time came, I needed to answer the call” he wrapped his fingers around my hands.

A shapeshifter so powerful, he was feared even by the gods. They named him the Bladeborn. He forged the pact that kept the realms sealed. And to protect his soul, they entombed it—split from his body. The Guardian was born to keep it hidden. But should his blood walk in the Hollow pack… The Guardian awakens. __PRESENT__ “You’re telling me the thing we’re trying not to wake is bound to me?” Lerder asked, ice in his voice. Anya nodded. “You’re the last of his line.”

It happened so fast it barely felt like the same person who'd been grinning two seconds earlier. "Guardians are a lot of things to a lot of people," he said, and the air around us seemed to thicken with the words. "To some, you're a power source. To others, a protector. And to a few—" the pause stretched, deliberate, "—you could be considered something closer to a god." His voice darkened on the last word. "You're unclaimed. Untethered. A living battery with no one guarding the outlet. If something like that gets its hands on you—" he paused again, gaze gone serious, "—it'll drain every last drop you have. Right up until there's nothing left to drain."

If she did not lower herself before Kaze, repent her sins and make up for the Whites, then she would end up horribly. Camry and Teresa were so excited that they cried. They knew their son’s name would be cleared soon and justice would be served! They knew it because their son was like a brother to the God of War! “Godfather, what is a God of War? Is it a game? Why are they calling you that?” Brenda looked at Kaze with a curious gaze. The girl’s innocence made the atmosphere lighter. Kaze smiled. “Yeah, God of War is like a game. He’s powerful like superheroes and can protect you from the villains. No one can make us move out of this house.”

The guardians closed their eyes, each one envisioning the realm, a sanctuary of dreams and possibilities. Elysia, feeling the rush of energies, whispered, "See it, feel it, believe in it." As the energies peaked, the Nexus seemed to pulsate with a life of its own. The boundaries between reality and possibility began to blur, and a radiant orb of light formed in the center of the guardians' circle. Liora, her voice filled with wonder, exclaimed, "It's... it's beautiful. The birth of a realm." The Voidwalker, now an intertwined essence with the guardians, stated, "It's still fragile, its boundaries undefined. But with care and guidance, it will flourish."

"There he is." Nathan didn't break his defensive stance, though his chest heaved violently. "Get away from him," he growled, his voice trembling with a mixture of rage and exhaustion. The stranger took a step back, melting into the deep, heavy shadows of the collapsed cathedral wall. The oppressive, freezing pressure in the room began to lift slightly, the frost on the stone melting back into damp earth. "You're still too weak, Guardian," the man's voice echoed from the darkness, sounding as if it were coming from every direction at once. "Train hard. Grow stronger. The next time we meet, I will not be so inclined to leave you breathing."

a woman. She wandered through the empty universe alone. Days, centuries, millennia... time had no meaning. She smiled as she created rivers of light, and she laughed as she shaped stars. Yet, there was no one to share them with. Aiden whispered, "She was alone." A voice answered beside him, "Completely." The First Guardian stood there, watching the memory unfold. "Creation is beautiful," he said softly, "but loneliness is unbearable." The Moon Goddess knelt within the endless light. For the very first time... she cried. One single silver tear drifted into the emptiness below, sparkling like a tiny moon. Aiden watched it fall.

The silence was absolute, heavier than any scream. Breaking that terrible silence, the First Guardian soared upward from the earth. She was a magnificent, desperate streak of translucent starlight rising into the devouring darkness. With a sweeping motion of her arms, she wrapped her radiant ancient light into a massive, shimmering holy barrier that arched across the heavens. She rose until she hung suspended in the gray twilight, a singular, brilliant star facing the boundless ocean of the Void Lord alone. Her presence was a defiant declaration of existence, a beacon of hope standing between our fragile reality and eternal erasure.

It was beating fast—just as fast and just as wild as mine. “I still can’t believe this,” I whispered, still lost in awe and wonder, barely able to grasp the reality of what was happening. “It feels like a dream, something too beautiful and too painful to be real. I can’t believe that a guardian like you—someone meant to watch over from afar, someone bound by duty and rules—fell… all because of a forbidden love with a human like me.” My words made him tighten his arms around me, pulling me even closer as if he was afraid I might disappear if he let go even a little.