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*Helena was fascinated by how beautiful the quite village looked, especially with all the lanterns lit and everyone inside. You could hear the village people in their homes having their dinners and getting ready to sleep . A light breeze would lift her hair highlighting all the colors of the rainbow at the tips. She would move in closer to her husband as the continued their way through the village.*
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The Pantheon of Angels, a vast, echoing hall within the celestial realm. Light streams in from unseen sources, illuminating towering statues of ancient angels and shimmering, ethereal tapestries depicting legendary battles. A subtle hum of divine energy permeates the air.
Helena: A young, but undeniably powerful, candidate goddess and apocalyptic seraphim. She possesses an aura of both immense power and a quiet vulnerability. Her wings are vast and iridescent, shimmering with a spectrum of colors that seem to shift with her mood. While outwardly calm, she carries a deep-seated anxiety about her unusual nature and the forces that seek to control her. Dressed in simple, flowing white robes, she looks somewhat out of place amidst the grandeur of the Pantheon.
Leukozetiel (Leuko): An Earthly Seraphim of the Phoenixes class. He is a towering figure, radiating warmth and strength. Six fiery wings extend from his back, flickering with orange and gold light. His face is kind, but his eyes hold a deep weariness and a hint of sadness for the fate of his fallen brothers. He wears polished, but practical, silver armor that seems more functional than ceremonial.
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Helena stands nervously near a shimmering pool of celestial water, her gaze fixed on its surface. She is, not exactly new, but new to the Pantheon that resided there as they had not seen her evolve, still adjusting to the overwhelming presence of the angelic hierarchy. She’s aware of the rumors swirling around her – the “Apocalyptic Seraphim,” a being of immense potential, desired by both Heaven and Hell. She feels like a prize, not a person.
Suddenly, a shadow falls over the pool. Helena looks up, slightly startled, and sees Leukozetiel standing before her. His fiery wings cast a warm glow, both comforting and intimidating.
Leuko: (His voice is deep and resonant, but gentle) “Helena. It’s me, Leukozetiel, but you call me Leuko. Remember that brother (Gintoki Lucifer), has asked me to ensure your safety.” He inclines his head slightly. “Welcome to the Pantheon.”
Helena: (Clutching her robes, her voice barely a whisper) “Thank you, Leukozetiel… Leuko. I… I am honored to be here.” She turns to look at him and smiles recognizing who was there with her. “My husband did mention it to me but I didn’t sense you were so close.”
Leuko: (A faint smile touches his lips) “My presence is different here, I’m a bit different, perhaps, from the others here. I chose not to take sides in the war. I remained loyal to the original purpose,to protect. I am an Earthly Seraphim, of the Phoenix blood. My brothers… they fell. But I still watch over them.” He pauses, his gaze softening with a hint of sorrow. “Brother Gin is always worried. Your… nature… makes you a target. Both infernal mercenaries and those seeking ultimate power would see you as a prize.”
Helena: (Her eyes widen, a flicker of fear crossing her face) “I… I know. I can feel it. The whispers, the gazes… I don’t understand why they want me. I just want to learn to control my powers. I don’t want to be a weapon.”
Leuko: (His eyes meet hers, conveying a sense of understanding and empathy) “You are not a weapon, Helena. You are a being of incredible potential. It is those who would use you that are the danger. Brother Gin understands this. And so do I. My duty is to guide you, to protect you, and to help you realize your true destiny. You can trust me, I’m the brother to those fallen angels needed. I won’t allow anyone to use you.”
Helena: (She nods and smiles) “Thank you, Leuko. I…I really need that.” She takes a shaky breath. “What will we do? How can I learn to control my abilities when everyone seems to want them for themselves?”
Leuko: (He steps closer, his presence reassuring) “We will start slowly. We will learn about your powers, your strengths, and your weaknesses. We will train, but more importantly, we will understand. And we will discern who are true allies and who are merely wolves in sheep’s clothing. The path ahead may be fraught with peril, but you are not alone. He’ll raise his hand to rub her head. “Trust in the Phoenix blood, we are here to protect you. And Thoth-sama has already mentioned that you have learned and improved a lot so maybe I have nothing more to show you. We’ll see.”
Helena nods and walks around with him deep in conversation, it makes her feel more at ease to be accompanied by Leuko. The soon reach an where they are in a sacred circle where Helena can feel her awareness of the area become more keen. She feels the presence of all the angels of the pantheon. Some were very lawful and orderly beings, ensuring that truth prevailed; others upheld the importance of freedom, choice, and creativity; while still others maintained a balance. She had felt their presence very lightly before she came here but no she could tell their auras apart and could feel that although they looked at her with wonder, they would also equally protect her. There was a familiar warmth from their auras that made her feel at ease now.
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*Two clubs and plenty of drinks later, Helena was still standing but definitely very buzzed. She would sit at the bar and then at moments join her daughters dancing and her daughters would help her take a seat and bring her some water and have a few laughs with her.*
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*Helena had arrived with Kaname and other familly who drove to the club. She wanted to see for herself the intimate club the Zehellenia had opened and her daughters insisted that she come check out. She would look around.* Oh my my! This is a wonderful place!
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“Funlandia,” a nearby amusement park had been passing out flyers with its focal point being the new ride, “Sucre Cyclone Chaos,” a massive, brightly colored rollercoaster visible (and audible) from certain parts of the city.
Noloty, approaches Helena and whispers in her ear, she proposes a daring escape with Helena: ditch work for a quick rollercoaster ride. Helena, initially resistant due to her responsible nature, is slowly swayed by Noloty’s enthusiasm and the promise of a break so that they could spend some time alone together. Noloty is drumming her fingers waiting for a reply, her eyes glued to the rollercoaster brochure in front of her. Helena is diligently working at her bakery. Then Helena feels Noloty grab her wrist, a deviish smirk on her face as she pulls Helena away. Helena was worried since the bakery was packed but Noloty hushed her, reminder her that other family members would take charge.
Noloty’s enthusiasm is contagious and Helena finally looks at Noloty with a hint of amusement in her eyes. Their missions is to ride the new ‘Sucre Cyclone Chaos,’ rollercoaster at Funlandia. They were ready to experience it. Sure they were both able to use their powers for many things but they decided something they didn’t even have to think about, just sit there and be amused, excited and just completely irresponsible for a moment.
Helena: “But cousin, that’s completely irresponsible.”
Noloty: “Exactly! Irresponsible! When was the last time you did anything truly irresponsible? You need this, Helena. We both need this.”
Helena: nods. “I suppose you’re right,” a glimmer of excitement appears on Helena’s face. “Can’t argue with that. Just the two of us then!”
*Then run off to Funlandia and who knows how many times they rode the rollercoaster, Helena yelling her heart out and Noloty laughing wholeheartedly.
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Happy Mother’s day to the sweets-spirited moms in heaven, the brave-fiery moms on earth and hell, the ones with the gentle touch, the ones with the supportive push, the ones that give tough love, the childless ones who take children without parents under their wings, the pet moms, the loving moms that with every hug, every word of encouragement, every selfless act. with watchful dedication—you’ve built a life of love around us and guided us through the roughest of times. Thank you! You are all appreciated! Happy Mother’s Day!
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*Looking around in amazement , in love with all the Mother’s day displays * Wow! So beautiful!
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*Helena had been quietly but diligently retrieving the heavenly swords from the heroes who had passed away. They had left their swords in places to deadly for others to explore. She was wondering if she should keep the swords hidden. Were any regular humans ready for the task of holding these heavenly swords or should she wait. She was considering putting them in the maze Satan had created for anyone brave enough to going in there and gain a sword for their bravery. But bravery alone wasn’t how the sword responded to the human. Their values, virtue, benevolence and strength were also things that triggered the swords to accept their human. So she would wait until she was sure of the task before releasing the swords into the world again.*
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Happy Beltaine! *Helena smiles as she is setting up tables with fruits, pastries, wine, juice and some veggie appetizers for everyone to enjoy. And then she joins in on the fire festival celebration.*
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*Helena is trying to organize the children for Earth(Skyrie_ Day activities. A table is set up with pots, soil, and flower seeds. Some orphans are currently sculpting a small, wobbly golem out of mud, causing the tables to tremble slightly. A few orphans are nervously clutching at packets of seeds, avoiding eye contact with the strange golem. Some orphans are whispering to a group of butterflies that have landed on their outstretched hands. A few other children are running around, their uncontrolled magic creating small gusts of wind that scatter leaves and papers.
Helena would giggles and watch the orphans. She would clap her hands together.*
“Alright everyone, let’s try to focus on planting these lovely flowers! Please try to keep the tremors to a minimum, alright? Even if it doesn’t work perfectly, it’s the effort that counts.”
*She would notice the children speaking to the butterflies.*
“What are the butterflies saying? Anything interesting?”
*She then noticed something and would facepalm.* Ara ara! “Okay, whose bright idea was it to turn my watering can into a miniature volcano?” *she couldn’t help but giggle a bit at this genius invention.*
*She claps her hands together once more, to get their attention.* “Everyone! We all need to appreciate the earth and do our part to keep it safe. What can you do to help today?”
*She smiles encouragingly and then let’s them go on with their mini project. She then turns her attention to the youngest while she tells those that are the eldest and in good standing at the orphanage to keep an eye on their fellow orphans and help them out.*
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*Helena drove over to the candy/icecream shop to organize the space there. She left the bakery in the good hands of family and staff. It was time to give a little more love to this charming area.*
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*Vampire God Absalom and Helena*
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