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Where they beyond saving? “What is your new order? Miranda. Reason with me. If you won’t give me the artifacts to give the Lords then reason with me. Tell me what it is you mean to do. What will the guardians do?” “I will not tell you, I will not give you anything. I want only Sacha. I want you dead, and want out of this place!” He had never heard of a Guardian going mad. She had told me all I needed to know and Sacha would not survive it.

They saw the Guardians as a threat, and their attempts to undermine and discredit the movement grew more desperate. Yet, the Guardians remained steadfast. They had learned from the wisdom of the artifact that true power lay not in domination but in unity. They met adversity with resilience, countering attempts at sabotage with the strength of their collective will. Through their unwavering commitment to truth and justice, they thwarted the schemes of those who sought to exploit the artifact's power for their own gain.

Was it too much to ask for? "What other prove do you need?" Gabriel said pissed at Gigi's childish behavior. "What if...i...i am another guardian?" At this moment being a guardian was way better than being some freaking Supreme. "A guardian can pick up the book but can't open it" Four said Gigi placed her hand on the book cover. Her whole body was trembling. Than the book opened ....as Gigi's world broke. I AM THE SUPREME! Gigi finally embraced the truth Once again everyone bowed to her.

I looked through the index to find the page number for Guardian before turning to that page. Guardian. All guardians have a standard appearance with no obvious external or internal indications, Skin tone, hair and eye colour and texture may vary from one individual to another, genetics seem to influence the appearance of Guardians with children inheriting the colouring of the more dominant race. The standard appearance of the guardian makes this race an ideal race to blend in with the human population and there are no identifiable distinguishing features. The age of maturity for a guardian is twenty-one years since birth. Although a guardian may exhibit differing levels of talent throughout

his expression shifted and his smile smoothing, if felt a chill go down my back, he was scarier than Alex without any of his cocky smile. The expression change was so fast, It felt like it wasn’t him that was smiling two seconds ago “Guardians are a lot of things to different people. to some youre a power source, to others a protector and to few” the air thickened “You could be considered a god” his voice seemed to darken at the last bit. “You’re an unclaimed, untethered living battery. If those creatures get their hands on you…” He paused, his gaze serious. “They’ll drain every drop of energy you have…right up until you die.”

-Well, I have summoned you all not only to greet our Guardian and her companion -he pointed to Amy and Marcus who smiled, and nodded in appreciation -but so that we may also reveal to Amy the purposes and delegations of a Guardian, but mostly to speak of our enemies that this office holds. The door opened again and now it is Vandressa who enters, bringing in her hands the Supreme Royal- the first book written by the first Guardian- and deposited it on the table in front of Matteo who thanked her. The book is large and tall, made of gold and marbled with pink cougar stones. And when Matteo opened it, the looks of curiosity turned to ones of admiration as they saw that its pages were thick and

A second page unfolded from the bottom of the letter. Invisible until now. Amara stared at it in astonishment. Nathan smiled. "Every Guardian only receives the second page..." "...when a Keeper is present." Amara began reading. "If you choose destruction..." She paused. "...you must first answer one question." She looked at Nathan. "That's all?" Nathan nodded. "Read the question." Her voice echoed softly through the archive. "Can you destroy evil..." She swallowed. "...without destroying the innocent who stand beside it?"

It is automated. System-issued. And it finishes with one final line: “All unauthorized guardians will be neutralized.”

Around her gathered dozens of newly minted Guardians—wolves with iron-edged gauntlets, humans in rune-inscribed leather, bears in layered protections. A hush fell. Children perched on scarves of their cloaks and stones beneath the marker. Tribune diplomats and anonymous pilgrims, scholars and traders, all watched from the circle’s rim. Hannah drew a breath and lifted her voice—steady, clear: “We are the guardians of this sanctuary. Fifteen years ago, our parents forged a unity burned into every stone and heart. Our duty now is to honor it—through vigilance, compassion, and light.” Heads bowed, voices echoed:

Wolfsbane. My father had a greenhouse where he grew it. Wolfsbane is mostly banned in wolf-shifter-dominated areas; even vampires aren’t allowed to grow it based on the peace treaties and business dealings they have with the wolves. But wolves don’t come into vampire territory, so my clan has never had a problem with concealing the fact that they grow it in large amounts. I often used to hide in the greenhouse because it was all the way to the other end of the compound. The gardeners would leave me aware of my situation. I wasn’t an idiot. I knew why my father was growing it. But I had my own set of problems as a young child who lacked protection of any sort, so I didn’t really care about wo