Gate Guardian の小説・ストーリー

Maris, vigilant against astral illusions, warned, "This gateway may present illusions meant to test the resolve of our fellowship. Trust not only your senses but the shared discernment of our collective insight. The astral realm is known for its illusions, and we must pierce through them together." As the guardians stood at the precipice of the celestial gateway, the astral energies surged, and the celestial oracle's voice resonated once more, "Guardians, your choices now will set in motion the cosmic tide. Beyond this gateway lies not just destiny but the culmination of your shared journey. Choose wisely, for the astral realm watches and responds."

Right after that conversation, without wasting another moment, I spread my wings and flew out of the shining Golden Kingdom of Heaven, descending rapidly once again toward the earth, ready to begin my new mission and protect the life of Ynnah Francine Seung. It was meant to be just another assignment to me—something I wanted to complete as soon as possible so I could return home. I told myself that I would finish it sooner or later without getting involved or attached. The moment I set foot upon the earth once more, I immediately began searching for the girl I was sworn to guard and shield from all evil. Finding her was not difficult at all. I received help and guidance from other Guardian A

" Georgia said to her. She was energetic now. She thought she can do it. Then the two walked together. Beside the gate, there was actually him, the guardian of this place in white robes. Just the Guardian was tricky. With his white robes, he can hide together with the gate is any place as long as it is white. Georgia and Ji stopped at him. "Give me the key," Georgia asked. "No." A sudden refusal made by the guardian. 'Ah—! This guy!' Georgia yelled in her mind. But then she calmed down. "Okay. Can you please give me the key and let us go?" Georgia said pleasingly. "Still no." Another refusal. "You!" Georgia is in the point of killing him. "Georgia, let me." Ji stopped Georgia from going bers

A ruin beneath the sands, where legends said the first Gate was opened by a girl who had no name. Seraphina walked at the front, her gauntlet humming with purpose. As they approached the ruins, whispers rose from the ground. Not in words. In flame. It parted for her. Inside, the stone pulsed with light. And in the center— Another Gate. Dormant. But not dead. Seraphina touched it. And the Warden appeared. Not flesh. Not memory. A being of armor and ash. “You return,” it said. Seraphina lifted her chin. “I never left.”

Until they landed on me. He didn’t look impressed. “Bram, you’re here,” Dad said. My stomach twisted. Please don’t tell me this is a fucking therapist. I don’t have a mental issue. “Renzo,” he turned toward me, “this is Bram Hale. Your new bodyguard.” I blinked. “Body—what?” Mom stepped in quickly. “Honey, it’s just until we figure out who—who did this. Someone obviously wants your dead and we can’t take any chances.”

The first was news about his sister, the second was the pistol aimed at him, and the third was the fully armed guards. His so-called revenge was a farce from the start. He did not even have the right or the courage to seek revenge against Ethan. With all the precautions Ethan had taken, Theo realized that if Ethan had wanted to, he wouldn’t have even made it through the door alive. For telling him about his sister and that she was still alive, Theo believed he should be grateful to Ethan. What Theo did not know was that those guards were stationed there by Stephen and Simon to keep an eye on Ethan, but they were now loyal to Ethan and followed his orders without question.

“I don’t know. Guardians are very location specific. There are forest guardians, animal guardians. Guardians are different from us. They draw their power from whatever they protect. They live in isolation preferring nature over everything else. They’re incredibly strong, and you should never piss one off.” “But we didn’t piss him off.” “You left in a hurry, Taylor!” Kathleen suddenly snaps. “He was being receptive.” “Well, if you had mentioned something, taken me aside or something—” “Okay, guys,” Beth, ever the peacemaker, interjects, “he said he gave us permission, right? We’re fine. But let’s just move along without playing the blame game.” “She has a point,” I mutter, and Kathleen makes

"I don't understand." The Warden continued. I was created to guard the door. Its body began breaking apart. Huge pieces of stone fell into the city. But I was also created to protect you. The Gatewalker attacked again. A massive arm pierced through the Warden's chest. The ancient guardian used its remaining strength to grab its enemy. For the first time, it fought not as a guardian. Not as a weapon. But as a loyal servant making a final choice. Go to the throne. Rowan shook his head.

And in her hands: two blades—short, light swords she held like she'd lived her entire life with them. Rea's mouth opened, but no words came out. The midwife—was no longer just that. "My name is Ariadne," she finally said, her voice no longer soft, nor trembling. "And yes. I'm the one you thought a healer. But I'm also the last Guardian. The one who still knows the way to the Council. The one who can open the Gate. The one... who can walk with you." Rea nodded slowly. She didn't ask.