Misbegotten world

Chapter 39: Celestial

In the quiet void between the stars, where the essence of creation and chaos danced in eternal harmony, a flicker of light pulsed with purpose. This light, a shimmering constellation of thought and spirit, was Karley, the youngest daughter of the Golden Heritage. Once a vibrant demigoddess, she had sacrificed her corporeal form to become something greater, a celestial being bound to the cosmic tapestry.

Her past echoed in her consciousness, vivid memories flickering like distant stars. She remembered the Golden Order, ruled by her father, the Hand of Gods, who wielded power with an iron fist. Despite the opulence surrounding her, Karley felt the chains of control that bound her. It was a gilded cage, and her only solace came from her brother Yudrol, the Demigod of Gluttony, whose insatiable appetite mirrored her own desire for freedom and knowledge.

When the war between the Blood Heritage and the Golden Heritage erupted, Karley's cunning mind devised a plan that would alter the course of fate. With guile and deception, she had convinced her sister Yvan to confront the twins, Hudol and Bal. The ensuing battle had resulted in a cascade of chaos—the death of the Demigod of Blood Madness was her crowning achievement, but it had also been the turning point of her life.

In that pivotal moment, as Yvan bloomed her flower, Karley seized the opportunity. She offered the soul of the fallen demigod to the Causality of Death, merging their fates in a dark pact. In exchange, Karley had given up everything she has to offer to ascend to celestial status, forever severing the ties to her mortal existence. Yudrol, ever the loyal brother, had traded his own humanity for power, becoming one of the Seven Devil Kings—an entity of insatiable hunger and cunning ambition.

Now, as the Celestial of Magic, Karley existed in a realm of untold wonders. Her consciousness, a radiant star, shone with knowledge and foresight, guiding those who sought her wisdom. However, her form had changed; she was now a soul-like entity, an ethereal being of average height, fragile in appearance but unbreakable in essence. The Celestials had preserved her soul, granting her immortality at the cost of her freedom.

From her celestial perch, Karley gazed down upon the world below, where the remnants of the Golden Order still thrived, shrouded in ambition and deceit. She sensed the awakening of her sister, Yvan, and a flicker of excitement coursed through her. The balance of power was shifting once more, and she would play a pivotal role in this unfolding drama.

"Yvan," Karley whispered, her voice echoing like a melody through the cosmic void, "you have awakened to a world that needs us. Together, we will reshape our destinies."

Though she could not physically intervene, Karley's influence rippled through the stars, guiding the demigoddesses who were destined to rise once more. In her celestial form, she extended her consciousness to Yvan, imbuing her with wisdom, illuminating paths that had been hidden in shadow.

As the visions of the future unfurled before her, Karley felt the weight of her responsibilities. She would lead Yvan, steering her sister away from the pitfalls of vengeance and despair. The twins had not been vanquished; they lingered, waiting for the opportune moment to reclaim their power.

"Trust in the stars," she murmured, a mantra woven into the fabric of her being. "They will guide you, as they have guided me."