Chapter 30: The Return of the Thrones

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It had been a year since Niko vanished from the celestial realms, his sudden descent into the human world leaving a void in the heavens. Now, the air shimmered with divine energy as a radiant presence descended upon the palace. A colossal, glowing wheel adorned with countless eyes and wings—his mother, a Thrones angel, had arrived. Her form exuded a serene authority, embodying the harmony and justice that Thrones angels represent.
Niko stood in awe, his eyes welling up. "Mom?" he whispered.​

The Thrones angel's many eyes focused on him, conveying a profound sense of pride and relief. Though she spoke no words, her presence enveloped Niko in warmth and love.​

Nyxarte approached, her gaze meeting the angel's. "It's been a long time," she said softly.​

The angel's form pulsated gently, acknowledging her.​

They moved to a quieter chamber, where the celestial glow dimmed to a comforting luminescence. Niko sat beside his mother, his voice trembling. "I didn't mean to fall... I just wanted to see the world, to understand it."​

The Thrones angel extended a wing, wrapping it around him protectively. Her silence spoke volumes, conveying understanding and forgiveness.​

Nyxarte joined them, her tone reflective. "He's grown so much. Despite everything, he's remained true to himself."​

The angel's eyes shimmered, expressing agreement.​

Niko chuckled, wiping away a tear. "Remember when I tried to fly and ended up crashing into the choir of Dominions? They weren't too happy."​

A soft, harmonious hum emanated from the Thrones angel—a sound that resonated with amusement and affection.​

They spent hours reminiscing, the bond between mother and son rekindled. As the night deepened, the Thrones angel rose, her form glowing brighter.​

Niko stood, embracing her. "Thank you for coming back."​

She enveloped him once more, her presence a promise of unwavering support. Then, with a final, radiant pulse, she ascended, leaving behind a trail of light and a heart full of love.

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