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I could feel something familiar. But it was so wrong and foreign, it made me shiver at how unnatural it felt, how it all felt.

An weight that I never knew existed was sitting comfortably behind me. I could feel 18 separate forms of muscle tensing at my own mental command. So right and wrong, I loved it, but.

I could feel an alien feeling flowing from within myself, an energy or some metaphorical feeling of empowerment.

The halo above me. I felt it.

My hands so strong but looking so smooth and gentle. With no sign of any flaw.

My chest was heavy but felt so right, a feeling that kept sending me shivers jolting all the way up my spine and into my mind.

My mind, so much knowledge was in there, I could call upon one of my many spells and other powers, I could re-remember past moments that had eluded my thoughts for so long. The imagery so clear and perfect.

It hurt to think about it. It hurt to think about my surroundings.

To feel new sensations that no ordinary being could possibly feel. An aura of serenity and warmth I gave off, affecting the reality I found myself in, the feelings of hope and joy I infected those around me with.

I gave the misconception of grand superiority, a feeling of high importance so great that it is impossible to comprehend.

I knew this.

How did I know this.

Why did I feel the world I was in.

How do I hear the hums the world gives off.

Why do I feel as though I had control.

How am I capable of this.

And opening my eyes I find myself yet again staring into the face of those I know so well but never knew.

"Mother is there something wrong" Vial says. Another impossibility and it was not only her that showed it

Gawain, Gareth, Able, Grace, Vail, Lion, Serina, and Cain.

They were moving without command, they were talking, showing emotion, their eyes. They.

They were alive.

And then I finally see the Grand Ball Throne room.

'I'm still Yggdrasil, how? I should have been forcibly logged out, so how am I still here, how am still playing, wait is this a bug or a surprise update that those shitty devs came up with, no no no that doesn't make sense, a game as advanced as Yggdrasil is, it can't mimic Real World mechanics. But what am I feeling'

My mind as I felt was different, it cannot, should not be able to remember events of my early childhood nor the mass barrage of my unlocked spells, knowledge of lore, biology and most certainly should not be able to feel the fabric of reality.

I had to do something, I need to be alone, I need time to think.

I stood up and see my NPC stand to a ready stance ready to carry out any set of orders. 'will they listen'

"Something has changed" my voice is not mine, it something I never heard before, it is so.

Beautiful, commanding, motherly, absolute. It is as though I am singing a choir of thousand chimes in a tune so relaxing that you could cry at how beautiful it was.

A sound that you would only hear in an opera or in a church, a sound so great that it would be humanly impossible to create.

And that was my voice.

Beautiful, Perfection.

"Gawain, Gareth assembly all combat units and be stationed on the battlements, high alert stance. Able assembly an aerial force recon team, you are to scout a radius of 10 kilometres and report back any and everything you see out of place. Grace, Vail and Serina you are to check all floors for any abnormalities or any sign of intruders, if there are any deal with them but if possibly capture them alive, finally Lion and Cain you two are to check the vaults for any breaches, after that you are to assist Gawain and Gareth. After all is done all are to head to the 6th floor once Able returns. You all have your orders. Now go."

"YES Mother" They all straighten up bowed and left with all due haste.

Soon there was only the gentle hum of holy energy coming from the chandelier.

I sighed heavily and slumped into my throne.

I grasped my head with both hands. Feeling my godly soft smooth face and the silky feel of my luscious hair.

My head was pounding. My heart however was steady. And my breath was calm and soft on the wind.

Yet my mind still blazed with questions.

I was so confused; I was extremely scared out of my wits.

I want to cry hysterically.

I don't know what to think.

I spent time failing to come to a proper logically sound reason to how I was here.

There was no new notification on the message boards nor on any of the forum sites. There were no hints or sign of something to happen to Yggdrasil only the schedule shut down date and the time of when it was going down.

I know for a fact that there is no technology available to even make everything that had happen now even remotely real, sure some simulation games out there did an okay job at producing the sense of the body but you can always tell how fake and unreal it all was.

So regrettably. I was slowly and despairingly coming to the acceptance that something supernatural had just accrued that not only affected myself both in mind and body, but such phenomenon has also extended and affected my entire Guild base and most likely all of the NPC's in the Guild.

But for what purpose. Why did this happen, but more importantly what entity has such power to even do this. What sort of inhumane logic drove it to do this.

Why me.

…

…

As much as this Throne is super comfy, I really needed to observe my new body.

So standing up my throne I think about wanting to teleport to my bed chamber, which then in scarily great ease, the knowledge of how to utilise the transportation spell come to me.

GATE

in a bright flash of gold my entire surroundings change from the Grand Ball Throne room to my custom made Royal bed chamber.

The room eased my whole body at how homely it all felt. It was a fairly large room, a walk in wardrobe filled with so many different types of garments that would make the most noble of nobles green with envy. I had installed my own little hot spring in my bathroom also fitted it with stalls and a shower.

I had a study office area where it would be the first thing you see when you enter to my room, it was large, meant to house a meeting and be configured to any sort of style. Course right now it was my desk a table and two couches

My bed was a large round circle capable of fitting a few body's on it and had pristine white curtains surrounding it

Next my balcony was fairly large as well. Large enough to fit a whole dining table to fit at least 10 people that I could have tea with, it also showed the whole guild and the surrounding terrain.

Opening the door to it, I failed trying to keep my surprise concealed as a gentle breeze took me completely by surprise.

The sensation of cool air being splashed across my face and body having it sway my hair ever so slightly.

The moon was not the same as Yggdrasil's artificial one. It had a shine that could not be fake.

Looking up farther I see my custom gold holy light was shining brightly into the heavens above, an beautiful beacon illuminating the space around HOPES DAWN.

And yet again I could feel its power.

But I was more alarmed at the complete void of other floating islands. There were none around, and with my newly gained far sight and perfect vision.

I could not see any of Valhalla's many floating islands. I could not see any of the local wildlife nor mobs that roamed the skies.

Here it was quiet, a null void of sound, aside from the noise coming from down below.

Looking down to my NPC town I could see activity in it in a way that I would never ever see in-game. The townsfolk were lively but alert as they watched the outer wall guards man them. I could see Able circling out of the guild with many manticores and other beings capable of flight.

Gareth and Gawain were directing the combat NPC on the walls and overviewing the defences.

There was so much activity I picked up on and so many NPCs acting how I wrote them to behave.

I stepped back into my room and carefully sit on my bed, wings dropping down, hair covering my face and hands holding my head.

"This is real"

I muttered

"This is…this, I don't understand. God almighty, please tell me how this happened"

Silence was my answer as I sat there.

The white noise in the background kept me company

My thoughts circling never finding the logical explanation to my situation.

The mirror on the wall showing the image of an Goddess too perfect for this world.

The feeling in my hands touching a face so smooth that I knew was not supposed to be smooth.

Blood beating steadily through my veins. Muscle tense but firm.

I am strong now.

I am an Angel.

I am not Human.

I am…

I am Catherel dawn, the Goddess of Angles, one of the 13th original founders of HOPES DAWN the anti-Player killer Celestial guild, greatly known for its sense of justice and saving Yggdrasil from abandonment.

And its many members…its one member being known as The first God class Angel.

One of the greatest players of all time.

That was all supposed to be fake, all confined to a digital world that meant absolutely nothing in reality.

All my glory, my greatest feats, shames, and boundless fun was all supposed to be fake, unattainable.

But now…what is it supposed to mean.

What do I do when my fake life becomes reality.

How can I accept such an impossible possibility.

I am an overweight office worker whose just in between the rich assholes and slave wrecked under workers who work all day and night and just struggle to make ends meet.

I don't have friends.

I don't have a family.

I don't know how to lead.

I don't know…

"what do I do?"

I fall back onto the bed behind.

And sinfully fall into its soft comfort.

"this...this is lovely…I'm glad I made this."

However

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

"WAH!" I jumped out of my bed in fright after hearing the sounds of my door being knocked against.

'whose that' I wonder in my mind.

"c-come in" I gulped. Whoever it was I could not allow them to see me in such a conflicted state.

I stand up fully straightening my cloths and breath in a couple of times before clearing my mind and getting into my character.

'I am Catherel Dawn, leader of HOPES DAWN, proud, strong, elegant, beautiful, wise and everything in between.'

"Come in" I raised my voice far more confident than I was a while ago.

I saw the door open and in came floating was a familiar maid with green hair, elf like ears. Clothing wise was same as all maids, French uniformed and tight enough to be leave a lot to the imagination.

"My lady I have come to offer myself to you" The women bowed deeply which gave me a good view down the opening in her uniform to her cleavage.

I turned my head away slightly making sure to look at her face and ONLY her face.

'Okay Cath, just think of her as an employee, nothing else just think it like that, ignore how she's floating and the fact she's a spirit, come on you can do this'

Again I breath in an out.

'I got this' I thought to myself

"Jasmine, yes" the maid in question nodded

"Yes milady, what is you need of this one" the now identified Jasmine responded submissively.

"I assume you've have heard of what been going on, yes" again she nodded

"Yes milady I do"

'Right. I should order he to do something, but what should I order that would be reasonable and common place for a ruler to do' I thought on what to direct the maid to do.

What can I order her to do in this situation.

Game made reality

In a possible other world.

'AH HA' I smirk thinking of something for the fairy to do.

"Jasmine I have an order for you to relay to the head maid." The spirit girl straightens up looking eager to receive an order from her Goddess.

"The custodians are to begin an inventory check the supplies of HOPES DAWN, we need to know if anything has been affected by our state of transition, and make sure they are all on high alert in case of intruders, is that understood" I think my aura was unintentionally pressing down into the poor spirit as she looked to be straining a bit to stand straight but she immediately bows deeply with an happy expression in her eyes.

"It shall be done as you decree it my lady" she stood up and headed out of the room with all due haste closing the door with great care as it softly clocked shut.

This left me slumping my shoulders again and releasing a breath.

"oohh being bossy is pressuring, and what was with that submission and posturing at me, gah and that bow oh why did I allow those uniforms, how am I going to become a good Goddess when am already feeling like this" I moaned to myself.

"hn, now that I think about it what can I even do"

I did not know how to even know the feelings of power flowing through me.

The tingles I get from what I believed was from the very air and planet itself or was that life I don't know.

And the auras of the NPC's were clear as well, where they were, what they were doing, extra.

And why was a flock of doves about fly across my window in a patrol pattern.

'wait what?'

Snaping to the balcony I saw a flock of doves fly past.

I just stood there for a bit processing what I knew would happen and then it happened

I slowly grabbed my head with one had.

"O-oH M-mmyGwad" I whimpered lightly at what just happened.

'that dose it, I need to test these spells and personal new powers'

Breathing in an out once more I steady myself.

GATE

The same flash of gold light enveloped me and when I looked around I see my surroundings have changed to that of a dusty ground of a large wide open field and acting as a barrier for the limit of space was a circler stone wall about 25m high before giving way to an ascending row of seats nearly 100m high.

I marvelled the size of the 6th floor with the same wonderment I had for all the other floors that were created by my Gui-..from the former members.

I raised my hand and searched my mind for a spell that I wished to utilise.

Thousands of spells and skills flowed through my hyper enhanced mind at frightening speeds.

On the outside it looked as though I only needed a second to make a decision.

But in reality I was spending so many minutes in my mind sorting through everything I remember and re-remembered.

But I found a suitable spell to cast.

I felt my inner feeling of power well up surging and forming in my hand and with a word and intention the spell came.

LIGHT LANCE I a streak of gold light raced out of my hand nearing the speed of a bullet or was it faster than a bullet.

The gold lance impacted the ground and exploded lightly before leaving a blackened scorch mark on the floor of the arena.

"amazing" a whispered to myself at my display of magic.

I looked at my hand in wonder.

'what else could I do'

That thought had me run through all the spells that I somehow could clearly use in my mind, even ones I don't use anymore nor remembered they existed.

Spells to heal.

Spells to make fire.

Spells to summon a FUCKING LOVECRAFTIAN HORROR

"ok ok calm Cath calm, you do GODLY stuff now. oh boy I hope I don't go power crazy." I didn't want to become an evil person with malicious intent nor be that horrible person who punishes their people for doing the smallest wrongs.

I did not want to become like my boss nor any of the other super rich corporate scum of that were our leaders of the world I lived in.

The past of the World that I called reality in pictures that I caught glimpse of in my bosses luxurious office used to be a beautiful green paradise.

A world with animals of all kinds.

Terrain of all kinds.

Amazing sights of natural wonders.

Blue seas and sky's stretching as far as the eye could see.

And most importantly. A star filled night sky showing that even in darkness there was beauty in the world.

Instead. My world was dead. Chocked on the fumes of greed for the few over the many.

Blackened lands and sickly skies spewing acidic liquids and other harmful chemicals.

The oceans devoid of life. Oily and thick with toxic sludge that was corrosive forever more.

And the air we needed to survive now killed us and the only way to get good air coast money to make.

Everything had a price in the world.

Those who could just barely afford it lived lives as slaves in all but name.

The rest who couldn't.

Only the dead know what happens to them.

And the sad thing is, those at the top have the ability to make things for the better.

They have the resources to save the world, to turn it back to the way it was, we had the technology I know we did.

But they don't because they love the way they live.

They are comfy, free from hardships the rest of the population has to suffer.

Justice doesn't apply to them as they can take what ever they want whenever they want and no one can do a thing about it.

Why else would I deliberately to make myself ugly and obese.

To be anything else and I would never be heard from again.

I balled my fists in anger at the memories.

Ignoring my co-workers being dragged away crying and screaming.

Ignoring the dead bodies of children and casted away pretty women.

Ignoring the degrading remarks from my superiors.

I ignored so much.

But. Now.

Now I had power, the power I fancied, the power I dreamt of having, the power to be something larger than life itself.

But I know one thing. I refused to become the monsters who ruined my world and made life shit and a constant struggle for survival.

I refuse.

With this power, I would cherish, I would protect the weak, I would free the slave, I would kill the monster in the form of a human.

I promise to my Father, my Lord Almighty in Heaven.

I will aspire to be kind, to give, help and nature my fellow neighbour and make sure they and everyone would live in peace and harmony and encourage them to strive to achieve their dreams.

In the name of the Farther, the Son and the Holy Spirit I promise to make it so.

"Amen" I say resolutely unconsciously reaching for a cross at my neck but I found nothing there.

I felt uncomfortable to not find it there. In fact it was one of my first possessions I ever had in reality.

I felt sad at its absence from my neck. I always found myself calm and assured with it with me when I was going about my daily life.

But now it was possibly gone forever, and that did not sit well with me.

But however I soon realised at what just become.

I had the spell to give back my common calm, but I was unsure if it would actually work.

The spell CREATE ITEM allow the user to create items that belong solely in Yggdrasil, the higher level the player was, the greater the item they wanted was. So to try and attempt to use the said spell to create an item that doesn't belong in the game had me question whether or not it would make what I wanted.

But I tried none the less.

Holding my hand together I used the spell and in a gold light I felt my eyes widen at the forming shape within my hands.

A silver chain with a connecter lay in my hands and in its metallic loop was a simplistic silver cross.

I felt my eyes tear up.

I looked closely at the item in my hands. The cross, the chain.

It was all the same, a perfect replication of my cross and chain back in reality.

I brought to my brows and had it press to my forehead feeling a wave of happiness wash through my whole being.

I wiped away my tears and in place was happy smile that sat on my angelic face.

Brining the chain around my neck, the cross now sat happily on my chest in plain view just above my ample breasts.

Sitting their in silence was probably one of the best moments of my life after feeling complete in that arena.

But soon I felt auras. The souls of my NPC's were coming.

I could not help but straighten my back ever so slightly at their approaching presence. Everything in my mind was screaming at me to be the best example that a Goddess should be.

But my heart was telling me to just be kind and relax. There was nothing to fear from my own Children.

And in they came, appearing from one of the colosseums gates.

They were beautiful, I saw every detail that I placed on them. Every colour and shape in them I remembered making and applying on them. Their descriptions and programming. They were everything I intended them to be.

As they came they all lined up in accordance to the floors they guarded and kneeled before me. My heart throbbed at them; my mind was weary of them as there should not be any reason for them to have such loyalty.

"Gawain Dawn. Guardian of the 1st and 2nd floor reporting"

"Gareth Dawn. Guardian of the 1st and 2nd floor reporting"

"Able Dawn. Guardian of the 3rd floor reporting"

"Grace Dawn. Guardian of the 4th floor reporting"

"Vail Dawn. Guardian of the 5th floor reporting"

"Lion Dawn. Guardian of the 6th and 7th floor reporting"

"Serina Dawn. Guardian of the 8th floor reporting"

"Cain Dawn. Lord commander of the Seraphim and Guardian of the 9th floor reporting"

Soon they spoke as one.

"WE THE SERAPHIM ANSWER THE CALL OF OUR MOTHER AND GODDESS OF HOPES DAWN, WE HERE PLEDGE OURSELVES TO YOU AND YOU ALONE, OUR SWORDS OUR SHIELDS OUR BODIES ARE YOURS, WE ASK OF YOU TO GRANTS US THIS FOR WE ARE YOURS"

The sincerity was so overwhelming that I stumbled in my stance.

I was thankful they all had their heads lowered so they did not see my embarrassing blunder.

But still that absolute submission, I mean what the actual fuck.

"I..Raise your Heads my children, you should not do such things to ME of all people" I say to all of them, my voice inflecting a wave of comfort which'd reached their souls, stroking them and caressing in a warmth one would get in a loving hug.

Such an effect within their own minds threw them off balance.

She was above them; their Mother was more than that, she was their creator and Goddess.

She possessed powers which were rightfully earned without question.

To have her gift them with such words and that warmth.

It was proof of her greatness.

As the Angels raised their heads they did not stand to be higher then their Mother and creator.

She saw this feeling nervous inwardly but on the outside, she was still smiling gently.

A smile that the angels felt unworthy of being subjected to.

" dear can you please report of the situation outside please" she tried to sound as polite as possible to the really really REALLY, handsome Angel before her.

"Yes my Goddess" The Angel bowed its head again

"Able you don't need to be so formal, none of you should do such things with me, it's just us here so please all of you stand with me, after all we all family are we not" yet again she was unaware at the effect this had on all of the Seraphim.

To be seen as not just as what they were created to be but as those who were allowed to stand in her presence and be asked to be informal with her, their Goddess.

It showed them that they were more than NPC's as the other Supreme Beings called them.

They were elevated to an stance which brought them the unthinkable kindness of their maker.

They were unworthy so they thought.

But they could not deny who it was that they shared blood and power to. They were the Sons and Daughter of the greatest being of existence. And to be acknowledged as such brought about the greatest joy in the Seraphim

So we great happiness they stood as one.

Able with a bright smile of his own bowed deeply

"I thank you for your kind words my G-my Mother, I Able Dawn shall now report of my findings outside the walls of HOPES DAWN" they saw as he took a step forwards facing all present on the field before speaking again.

"Upon deployment out of the gates of our great home. I immediately have noted that the entire environment of our current surroundings have been dramatically altered to what we all know of the realm Valhalla. While HOPES DAWN is still air born in the skies, we are the only large landmass which is within the heavens but also my forces have discovered that many miles below is an earthen terrain of forest stretching on. We are no longer within an Sky World that is Valhalla. That is all that I have been able to gleam from what I have scouted my Mother" he again bowed deeply and stepped back in line with the others.

His words set my mind alight. In deep thought I reviewed everything he said

'this is extremely alarming, I am no longer in Yggdrasil but in fact most possibly, I am in an entirely other world than my own' I had more thoughts on the matter, the possibility of other players in this New World, the possible dangers and more. Though I could well and truly think about all the pros and cons latter as I wanted the rest of my NPC's reports.

"Gawain, Gareth. What is the status of the perimeter and townsfolk" the two twins of differing size and gender stepped forward and bowed deeply as well.

"All combat units are at their positions and are at the highest alert level, so far there have been no sign of any hostile force of any nature nor any other anomalies. I have made sure to have an messenger come to us if any trouble arise while we are here" Gawain's gruff voice soon gave way to Gareth's own much gentle but stern voice

"The towns people are all calm but wary of our alertness yet are ready to act to help us in any event something happens but I have instructed some of our units to evacuate the people to the vaults if necessary in the event of an overwhelming force." I nodded at their mindfulness and strategic thinking. But that made me feel much more pressured to preform to higher expectations.

"Excellent work both of you, and thank you for thinking to protect our people" the two of them bowed much more deeply before nearly shouting their acknowledgements out in joy.

"Now as for the rest of you, have there been anything out of place on the floors you have surveyed, any breaches in the Vault."

Cain, Lion, Serina, Grace and Vail all stepped forward and bowed.

"The Vault is secured, no signs of any intruder on the 9th floor my Mother" Cain says in a commanding tone

"The 8th floor shows no sign of intruders my Mother, all is quiet." Serina said serenely

"The 6th floor is void of intruders my Mother" Lion sternly said

"The 5th floor has no intruders Mother" Vail says quietly

"The 4th floor is clear of any stains my Mother" Grace said happily

Once all said their reports of miscellaneous topics regarding their posts I moved on to other future plans. Like making first contact with any natives with this New World's inhabitants.

We went through many scenarios and possibly course of actions should we find ourselves certain situations.

Such scenarios should we encounter another Player. Or as my NPC's call us supreme beings.

But as we went through the possibly encounters, I grew much more curious about the outside world.

In fact, I wanted to see the outside world.

"Right then. I shall be heading out" my words brought some bit of surprise to the faces to the Seraphim all of them glancing to each other with worried looks

"Wait my G-ah I mean my Mother but what do you mean" Able asked with a questioning tone and look of confusing.

I turned to the 3rd floors keeper making sure to have a kind smile in place.

"Well were else. I'm heading outside to witness for my own eyes our homes transition, is there something wrong" the seraphim still had this unsure look in their eyes but soon Vail piped up.

"We were not expecting you to be heading out so soon after what has happened so suddenly, we don't think its safe enough for one such as your self to step mother, what if there's an enemy hiding waiting to strike you once your out or something worse" her fears were actually something I could feel now, in fact I could feel it from all of the NPC's present. I could feel how apprehensive they were about my decision.

These Angels were worried about my own safety and well being and seemed to adopt an persona of an overprotective parent of their child. But I'm suppose to be the parent not them.

I was not expecting them to act this way, nor that I thought I could feel how they felt.

And by GOD their devotion to me and me alone is making me very worried about having to sleep in my own bed alone.

But more importantly. They actually cared about me. They loved me. They wanted to make sure I was happy and protected.

I could nearly feel the need to let lose some tears. But I was more controlled than that.

So I continued to smile gently and be oblivious to the affect it had along with my next words.

"Then why don't al of you accompany me outside then with an honour guard hmm." And then they were off

Already accepting my proposal, I felt their giddiness at my request for them to come with me.

So with a GATE I found myself on the 2nd floor inside just before the guilds entrance to the town and gazing at many rows of 1,000 Angels of many high ranking types covered head to toe in all concealing silver armour wielding lances and swords along with many other heavenly aligned creatures forming the honour guard and at the front were my Seraphim, they were looking very pleased with themselves.

I wanted to make an expression of some sort, something to show my shock.

But I couldn't.

A Goddess cannot be fearful of her own creations.

Again I forced my gentle smile up as I made my way out the front doors followed closely behind by my first NPC's and the army of Angels.

While the honour guard started taking flight to form a perimeter around my being.

I stayed rooted in place while gazing at the 2nd floors town which I made with THEM.

It was so lively.

I saw so many of my creations walking about, all looking so casual but with a glint of alertness about everything that is happing.

I saw spirits and fairy's flying about.

Nymphs and Dryads tending to the plants and gardens.

I saw nekos and many tailed fox humanoids lazing about in parks and roofs while many children of many origins played about oblivious to the seriousness of what's happened.

Angels of all types flew about with some griffins and dragons on lazy flights or patrol routes.

I saw life given to programmes that never knew life. I saw my creations acting just as they been written.

I made this, and as they soon found me staring back. The bright smiles, the worshipping looks, the utter devotion.

I felt overwhelmed.

They only thing I thought of doing then and there was to fly away.

And to my surprise I did.

18 separate muscles responded to my will and moved in a way as if they done so a million times before.

And quite quickly I met the stars and moon.

My wings beating as one propelled me to further heights which my heart and mind rejoiced at.

The feeling of the wind in my hair, the rushing movement of my wings and the speed which I moved through the night sky astounded me so far to my core that I failed to supress a laugh.

A beautiful laughter of a child finding the joy of adventure, a child who had found the most amassing thing in the world, a child who now knew what it was like to be free.

The stars and moon was the most beautiful thing that I had ever laid eyes upon. They were exactly what I saw in those pictures. It was everything I could ever hope for.

And looking about the sense of scale hit me in that moment.

The white fluffy clouds were not blackened and murky.

The land below which I could see with enhanced sight was lush and green.

I saw life. Animals moving.

And above the black sky twinkling with thousands upon thousands of stars.

And the moon full and bright dominated the sky.

Everything was so clear, the air so clear and fresh.

I won't close my eyes.

Everything was Master-piece.

"this world…it so, beautiful" I said out loud into the night.

"It will never be as beautiful as you are Mother, nothing in this world will ever compare to you" I turned and faced Grace, who spoke.

She along with her other siblings were floating just below me along with all the other Angels all of which were on guard, watching the clouds and the ground below for the slightest sign of danger.

But I did catch a few young looking Angels steal a glance in my direction.

Again I felt their devotion towards me, their love and will to impress, to never fail.

I turned again to face the world.

I could not help but think about what Grace said.

"I see, I can not fault you for your view on me, but this world is something special, it's a work of art, a treasure of wonder and excitement. If there is one thing I want most in this New World, that is to preserve all that which makes it beautiful, the birth of a child and the way grow, the sun sinking down and the afterglow, the trees which sway in the wind, that is what I want to protect for it is my Father's greatest creation" she did not here the gasps from her Seraphim too entrapped by the world around her.

Her Seraphim though, to know she had a Father, a being that most possibly created not just her but this world and Yggdrasil now mistook her words as an order. To protect the greatest gifts in the world.

But to protect the world, they would have to be everywhere in the world, everything that lived would have to be under their ever watchful sight. The treasures of the world had to be protected.

Which meant that Catherel Dawns Grand plan was to become the one and true Goddess of this worlds inhabitancies.

A Goddess who protected everything good in the world.

A Goddess who didn't care what they were only that they made the world a beautiful place to live in.

This was a challenge so great that it was so much more noble to take upon for the preservation of the world's greatest treasures was a worthy feat of protecting, all in the name of their creator, their Goddess and Mother.

As the Seraphim gazed to one another.

They all nodded.

All understanding the implications of what was set upon them by their Mother.

It was a task; a mission of epic proportion were failure was unacceptable.

But as they will work to enact their Mothers order, they all knew that the greatest treasure to grace to this world was her and her alone, she the greatest Supreme Being, the first and only Goddess of Angels was the most important being in the world, and she would be protected until their dying breath.

Catherel Dawn was completely oblivious to what was going through the minds of her Seraphim and thus after an couple more minutes of admiring the new world before her, she signalled for all her Angels to return to HOPES DAWN.

It was late and she knew she would need a full awake mind in the morning to come.

So she bid her Seraphim a goodnight and not to stay up too late and headed to her room on the 9th floor at the very top of HOPES DAWN

She had stripped out of her robes and into a near transparent silky white nightgown hugging her alluring figure.

She tucked herself into her round bed and closed the curtains around before sinking into the most comfortable mattress she had the blissful pleasure of owning.

She had to tuck in her wings to make sure they didn't get damaged in some why but she managed somehow.

And despite the ever blazing active mind firing off so many what ifs, Catherel quite quickly found herself succumbing to the greatest sleep she will soon forever experience.

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