Celestial Guardians: Uniting Dimensions (Celestial Guardians Series, #1)

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Nel's POV

The first thing I remember is the darkness. A weightless abyss that held me in its embrace, neither cruel nor comforting. I felt no pain, no fear. I was... nothing. Just a presence, a spark of life waiting to take form.

Like a bolt of light breaking through the darkness, I felt a call—a pull, a force beyond understanding, guiding me forward.

A warm glow enveloped me, and before I knew it, I was falling, tumbling through a tunnel of light at a speed I had never felt before. I could feel the air around me that seemed electric but fresh.

And then I was there. 

I opened my eyes to a world I didn't know, overwhelmed by the scent of Earth and the sound of a stream nearby. My first breath was sharp and cold, but I couldn't move or speak. My limbs felt weak, and everything was blurry as the world above me came into focus. I was turned into a baby.

I saw a woman's face, her eyes filled with awe and fear. Her expression twisted in confusion as she looked down at me. Why did she look at me that way? I didn't know.

"Another child...?" she whispered, her voice trembling.

I should have revealed who I was, but memory eluded me. The vast knowledge I once had—the ancient wisdom and celestial truths—had vanished, leaving me like a helpless infant in the arms of someone unaware of my true identity. I truly was.

But there was a flicker—a fleeting sensation, like a distant echo, reminding me of my purpose. I was sent to Earth for a reason. She sent me to protect the savior of the whole universe. The Celestial Mother had sent me—no, commanded me—to Earth to Earthect her—the savior, the girl who would save us all.

Jamaica.

Her name flashed in my mind like a candle flickering in the wind. There were so many memories and truths, yet they felt like fragments of a dream I couldn't remember. I was supposed to protect her. I had sworn an oath that tied me to her in ways I couldn't fully grasp. But all of that faded as soon as I arrived, leaving only whispers of what I had been.

"Nel," the woman spoke again, her voice softer this time. She was not my mother, but she would be the one to raise me. And though I couldn't explain it, I knew she would love and care for me, just as the Celestial Mother had intended. I could feel her affection already, deep within my chest.

But I wasn't just a baby.

I had been sent to Earth as Earthild, knowing my memories would be wiped clean. I had been prepared for this, told that when I arrived, the past would be sealed away until Jamaica turned eighteen. Only then would I remember who I was, and only then would the memories flood back.

Who am I? I wanted to scream, but I couldn't. All I could do was let out a soft cry, as helpless as the baby I now was.

The woman's hands were gentle as she held me, rocking me slowly as I calmed. I could feel the warmth of her body, the steady rhythm of her heartbeat, and the safety she provided. It wasn't completely safe. It was temporary, just like the form I now wore. But it was enough—for now.

"You'll be safe here," she whispered, though I could tell she wasn't just speaking to the infant in her arms. She was talking to someone else—to the memories I had lost. "And when the time comes, I will protect you, Nel. I will keep you safe until you can remember."

Her words were the only thing that kept me grounded. They were a promise, a reassurance that, though I had forgotten who I was, my purpose hadn't been erased. I had been sent to guide and protect the Savior Jamaica, which was my mission and responsibility, and no matter how long time passed, that truth would never change.

The stars had seen it, the Celestial Mother had willed it, and I had sworn to protect her, even if it costs my life. 

But now, as a child, as someone who couldn't even speak his name, I was powerless. I had no memories of the celestial realms or knowledge of the forces I had once commanded. All I had was the whisper of a name—Jamaica—and the promise that I would regain my purpose when the time came.

I closed my eyes, the warmth of the woman's arms cradling me as I drifted into a restless sleep. Tomorrow would be another day, and maybe the memories would begin to return. But for now, I was nothing more than a baby. And in that moment, I clung to the only certainty I had:

I was here to protect her.

End of Chapter Two