Zeldris x Reader: Yearning

Ch. 22 Hearts in Harmony

(Y/n)'s POV

As I stood amidst the chaos of battle, I could feel the weight of despair creeping in. The goddesses and archangels were regrouping, their power radiating like a storm ready to unleash its fury. I glanced around at my friends, their faces etched with determination, but I could see the strain in their eyes. We had fought so hard, but it felt like we were losing ground.

"No, this can't be it," I thought, my heart racing. I couldn't let despair take hold. We had come too far, and I refused to let our efforts be in vain. I took a deep breath, grounding myself in the moment. I needed to do something—something that would rally my friends and remind us all of why we were fighting.

With a surge of determination, I focused on my magic, feeling it swell within me. I could sense the energy of the battlefield, the ebb and flow of power as my friends fought valiantly against the overwhelming odds. I closed my eyes for a moment, centering myself, and then I opened them, a fierce resolve igniting within me.

"Zeldris!" I called out, my voice cutting through the din of battle. He looked over, his expression a mix of concern and curiosity. "I'm going to try something!"

"What do you mean?" he shouted back, but I could see the understanding in his eyes. He knew I was about to take a risk.

I took a step back, feeling the energy around me pulse with potential. I raised my arms, channeling my magic into a powerful surge. The air crackled with energy as I began to lift off the ground, my feet leaving the earth as I ascended into the sky. I could feel the wind rushing past me, the exhilaration of flight igniting my spirit.

As I soared higher, I focused on amplifying my voice, using my magic to project it across the battlefield. "Listen to me!" I called out, my voice echoing like thunder. "Is this what the goddesses and archangels have come to? To slaughter the innocent? To destroy those who only wish to protect their home?"

The fighting paused for a moment, the sounds of clashing metal and magical explosions fading into an eerie silence. All eyes turned toward me, both friend and foe, as I hovered in the air, my heart pounding in my chest.

"I understand the power you wield," I continued, my voice steady and unwavering. "But power should not be used to oppress and destroy. We fight not for glory or dominance, but for the lives of those we love. We fight for a future where everyone can live in peace!"

I could see the goddesses and archangels exchanging glances, their expressions shifting from arrogance to uncertainty. The weight of my words hung in the air, and I could feel the energy of the battlefield shifting.

"Look around you!" I urged, gesturing to my friends who stood ready to fight. "We are not your enemies! We are not here to challenge your authority, but to protect our home and our people. Is this truly the legacy you wish to leave behind? A legacy of destruction and despair?"

The silence stretched on, and I could feel the tension in the air. I took a deep breath, my heart racing as I prepared to make my final plea. "I ask you to reconsider! We can find a way to coexist, to understand each other. Let us not be defined by this battle, but by our willingness to seek peace!"

As my words echoed across the battlefield, I could see the hesitation in the eyes of the goddesses and archangels. The power they wielded seemed to waver, and I felt a flicker of hope ignite within me. Perhaps there was a chance for understanding, a chance to turn this battle into something greater.

I took a moment to gather my thoughts, feeling the weight of my role as the Oracle pressing down on me. I had always been seen as a beacon of hope, a guide for those who sought a brighter future. But now, standing before the very beings I had revered, I felt a surge of defiance rise within me.