Chapter 22: A Journey to the Celestial World

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**Eve** stood at the edge of the forest, the wind swirling around her as she replayed her mother’s last words in her head. The darkness was growing, and she had to stop it. But how? She was no longer the powerful **Commander of the Exorcists**—she was just a girl, living a quiet life in the human world.

Yet deep inside, she knew something was calling her. Something ancient and powerful, urging her to return to where it all began. The **Celestial World**.

With a heavy heart and uncertainty gnawing at her, she set out on her journey. As she walked through the forest, the air around her began to shimmer, like a veil being lifted. The trees thinned, and soon, a glowing pathway appeared before her, leading her to the celestial realm where the **Guardians** resided—beings who had existed since the dawn of time, beings she once knew but had forgotten.

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As she stepped through the shimmering portal, Eve entered a place unlike any she had ever seen. The sky was vast and endless, filled with stars that twinkled like diamonds. The ground beneath her feet was soft, almost like walking on clouds, and the air was filled with a serene hum, as though the very universe was singing.

Suddenly, a gentle yet commanding voice whispered through the wind, sending shivers down her spine.

"Hello, my dear," the voice said, soft but powerful. "You've returned."

Eve stopped in her tracks, her heart pounding. "Who... who are you?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

The wind swirled around her, and the voice seemed to come from all directions at once. "Aren’t you curious why you exist? Why you were once without a name, without origin, forgotten even by those who should have known you?"

Eve frowned, the voice stirring something deep within her. Memories—fragmented and distant—began to surface. "Yes... I am. Who am I, really?"

The voice chuckled softly. "You were there when the world was created. You were there when **Adam and Lilith** were brought into existence, when **Lucifer** first laid eyes on Lilith. You were more than just an observer, my dear. You are one of the **Guardians**—the most powerful of them all. But you were always hidden, always veiled."

Eve's heart raced as the voice continued.

"You are the **Guardian of the Nephilim**, the balance of good and evil. Your existence was meant to keep the universe in harmony. Your wings—one black, one white—represent that balance. You have powers that no other guardian possesses."

A gust of wind blew through the air, and suddenly, a memory flashed in her mind. She saw herself, long ago, walking among the newly created world. She was veiled, her face hidden, but her presence was strong. She remembered watching as **God** created the Earth, the stars, and all living beings. She remembered the other Guardians, beings of immense power, but none quite like her.

And then, she saw **Lucifer**. He had met her once, long before his fall, but he had never seen her face. She had kept her distance, busy with her duties as a Guardian. No one knew her true identity, except for **God**, her closest friend.

Eve gasped as more memories flooded back. The veil had been her choice, her way of keeping herself separate from the chaos. But then came the **dark force**—the very one that was now threatening to destroy the balance once again.

She had sacrificed herself, using her own body as a vessel to contain the dark force. She remembered standing before **God**, insisting that it was the only way. He had tried to stop her, but she had promised to return. And then... nothing. She had awoken in Heaven, without memories, without a name, lost in the clouds.

Tears welled in Eve’s eyes as the truth hit her. "I... I was the one who sacrificed myself to stop the darkness," she whispered. "That’s why I lost my memories. That’s why I was reborn."

The wind seemed to sigh around her. "Yes, my dear. You gave up everything to save the world. And now, the darkness has returned. It is time for you to reclaim what is yours."

Eve stood still, letting the weight of her past settle over her. She had been powerful once, a Guardian of the highest order. But she had also been hidden, unknown to those around her. That was why, when she had been reborn, no one recognized her. Not even Lucifer. She had worn a veil all her life, guarding her identity, and now, it was time to remove it.

She took a deep breath and stepped forward, toward the center of the **Celestial World**. There, glowing in the distance, was an ancient altar—a place where the Guardians would restore their powers and memories.

As she approached the altar, the whispers in the wind grew louder. "Are you ready to remember everything? Are you ready to reclaim your power, **Y/N**?"

Eve—no, **Y/N**—nodded, her heart pounding in her chest. "Yes," she whispered. "I am."

The moment she placed her hand on the altar, a surge of energy rushed through her body. Her wings—one black, one white—unfurled from her back, their feathers soft and glowing with celestial light. Her mind flooded with memories—of battles fought, of the balance she had maintained between good and evil, and of the dark force she had sacrificed herself to contain.

She saw flashes of her past life—her time as the **Commander of the Exorcists**, her bond with **Lute** and **Lily**, and the moment of her death at **Vaggie’s** hands. But more than that, she saw her true origin—the moment she was created as the Guardian of the Nephilim, tasked with balancing the forces of the universe.

She gasped as the final piece of the puzzle clicked into place. The reason she had been reborn, the reason she had been forgotten, was because she had been chosen for something far greater than anyone realized. The darkness had returned, and she was the only one who could stop it.

As the power coursed through her, she opened her eyes, now fully aware of who she truly was.

"I am **Y/N**," she whispered, her voice filled with determination. "The Guardian of the Nephilim. And I will stop the darkness, no matter the cost."

With her powers and memories restored, Y/N turned and prepared to leave the Celestial World. The balance between good and evil was once again in danger, and this time, she would not hesitate to protect it.

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As she stepped through the portal back into the human world, Y/N knew that her journey was far from over. But now, she was ready. Ready to face whatever darkness lay ahead. Ready to reclaim her destiny.

The fate of the universe rested in her hands.

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