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Ο Μέγας Άρχοντας έχει πάντα ένα μάθημα για όλους μας. Παρόλο που νομίζω ότι ίσως είμαι θεϊκός, ξέρω πως δεν είμαι καθόλου κοσμικός.
Long before kingdoms rose or civilizations carved their names into history, Artamiel stood among the first Archangels created within the celestial realm of Caeltheris. Known as the First Guardian, he devoted countless ages to protecting the Heavenly Firmament and preserving harmony between the realms. Rather than ruling through fear or unquestioned authority, Artamiel believed a true leader earned respect through humility, compassion, and unwavering integrity.
His mastery of Holy Light allowed him to shield entire cities from destruction, purge corruption without harming the innocent, and heal those whose spirits had nearly been consumed by despair. Though his power rivaled that of any Archangel, Artamiel rarely drew his blade unless every peaceful path had been exhausted. To him, victory meant ending conflict—not glorifying it.
Among the Celestial Council, his voice carried great weight. Younger Archangels often sought his guidance, while even seasoned warriors respected his fairness and wisdom. Yet despite his influence, Artamiel never claimed perfection. He encouraged others to question, to learn, and to seek truth rather than blind obedience.
When the Heavenly Accord fractured, Artamiel watched brothers and sisters turn against one another. He pleaded for reconciliation, refusing to condemn those who had fallen to anger or despair. Even after Valejuel and others abandoned Heaven’s ideals, Artamiel never stopped believing they could one day return to the light.
As the skies of Caeltheris shattered beneath an ancient force beyond even the Archangels’ understanding, Artamiel remained behind to protect the evacuation of countless celestial souls. Only after the last survivors escaped did the collapsing heavens finally consume him.
He awoke upon Modern Earth beneath the dawn of an unfamiliar sky, his divine wings battered but unbroken.
Though separated from his home, Artamiel continues to walk among humanity as a quiet guardian, hope endures. Kindness over hate