Sealing

Zaranah slowly opened the door letting the light emit from inside the room caress her face. Once the door was open wide enough Zera walked in and immediately felt a feeling of suspense. The left side of the room was completely empty, not a single bench had people sitting in them, but on the right side all the way in front there were three people waiting in silence and then of course right down the middle was Apostle Athena. The Apostle is a divine being blessed with an immense amount of Zenith and creator of the realm of Elysium, her age is estimated to be in the aeons but nobody knows how she herself came to be. Her pink long luscious hair and magenta eyes were mesmerising she truly was exceptionally beautiful.

The closer Zera got to the front the more dense the air seemed to get not to mention the apostle was keeping eye contact the entire time.

She eventually got to the front and went down on one knee as she was told. She looked to the right at the people sitting on the bench. It was the rest of the Guardians...she noticed there was a woman sitting at the very far side of the bench she had her uniform on, she wore a silver blazer with gold trimmings..it's her...the Grand Priestess of the Imperial Guardians, seems this ordainment ceremony was more exclusive than she thought. She had her blonde hair tied up in a pony tail but had her sides were slighty shaved. Odd hairstyle for a woman of her status but damn did she look BADASS not to mention her deep blue eyes made her entire look that much more attractive.

The Apostle waited patiently for Zaranah to sit down before speaking.

"Welcome to my chambers Zera" she said in a cheerful tone.

Zera was trying her best not to shake, it's true...she was nervous after all.

"Thank you for this opportunity your majesty"

Zera was trying her best to hide the waver in her voice.

Apostle Athena got off from her throne and walked towards Zera, placing her hand out for her to reach.

"Place your right hand on top of mine, palm facing down"

"If at any point you move your hand away, I will have to restart the process so remain still"

"Yes your majesty"

A few feet away the Guardians gaze on, anxiously waiting for everything to begin.

"Well, no turning back now" said Lucien.

"I still think this is a mistake" whispered Silvana

"Would you give it a rest, you haven't even met the kid yet"

"I don't need to, to know that this is a horrible idea"

"I am Athena, last Apostle of the great Aurora and ruler of Elysium.

A divine being made of spirit and made of flesh.

With the power of the divine spirit allow me to share my gift..do you accept"

"I accept"

"Will you adhere to your honor and your code as a Guardian? and to protect the people of Elysium?"

"I adhere"

"Do you promise to lay down your life for the people of Elysium..for your comrades"

"I promise"

"W

"Foul use of this power in any way shape or form will result in your execution by the hands of your fellow Guardians"

"I understand"

"Then...with this right hand...may you be sealed"

"Spero adleviata erratum"

Zera looked up at her right hand, nothing was happening. Was this normal? Was something not meant to happen? Zaranah was right this was going relatively quick.

"Obtestor"

Immediately after the Apostle uttered that word Zera felt her palm become warm, in the beginning it was only luke but then slowly the temperature began to rise.

She began to sweat her breathing was more wild, what is happening?

"Remember, don't move your hand"

She understood now why the Apostle had said that.

Zera grit her teeth, it was no longer just warm her palm was SCORCHING. "WHEN IS THIS HELL GOING TO END!" she thought.

Blood started dripping from her hand, the smell of searing flesh began to fill the air. Zera couldn't help it anymore. It felt like a piece of the sun was piercing her palm.

She couldn't take it anymore, she wanted to move her hand, the pain had become so unbearable.

Zera took in a deep breath and let out her first scream.

"AAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHH!!

"DO NOT MOVE YOUR HAND!"

Apostle took her other hand and held Zeras arm in place.

"AHHHHHH MAKE IT STOOOOOP!!"

Her blood soaked the floor beneath them. The Apostle was not phased by the immense heat but all Zeras left hand was in a fit and she was clenching so hard her nails cut into her palm. Her scream was piercing throughout the palace, even the knights on guard and servants throughout the palace looked at one another in confusion.

"Surely that's enough now right?" said Zaranah to the rest of her comrades.

"Someone has to say something, that's too much blood for a first Seal" replied Hunter

Lucien became worried, this part of the process is not supposed to take this long he got up and yelled

"YOUR MAJESTY ST-"

"ENOUGH YOUR MAJESTY ITS DONE!" Yelled Silvana.

Surprisingly Silvana had beaten Lucien to it.

Zera felt her palm get cooler till eventually it was bearable enough to stop screaming. The Apostle let go of her hand.

Zera turned it to see her palm... nothing... absolutely nothing.

Not a scar or drop of blood in sight, her flesh was intact and cool to the touch. The only difference was that now she appeared to have a symbol of some sort.

"W-What is this?" She asked while using her blazer sleeve to wipe her watering eyes.

"The Lotus of Zenith, it's your seal"

"Yeah dude we all have it"

Zaranah held up her hand display her seal to Zera.

Zera looked down and closely analysed ther seal...its a geometric design in which 7 circles of the same size are connected. The Symbol looks like an evenly proportional set of flowers. The composition is beautiful but aside from the looks she had no idea what it was. Confused she looked up at the Apostle.

"Is it...Is it over?"

"The conjuring of your Seal has been completed, well done. Despite your agony you didn't move your hand"

"What is the purpose of this...?" Zera got up from her knee almost losing her balance in the process.

"If I had to give your blessing without first conjuring your Seal you would simply die. A body made of pure flesh like that of an Elysiun is not capable of withstanding the raw Zenith a blessing emits throughout the body, a seal keeps the Zenith under control. It's different for me as I am prodimenintly born from spirit.

"And...that language...what was that?"

"Don't worry young one everything will be explained in due time, now time for the-"