Heir of ElderMyst family.

The morning sunbathed the ElderMyst family estate in a golden glow as preparations for the grand celebration were underway. The castle, adorned with the rare star element, stood as a testament to Maximilian's acknowledgment of Evangelene as the next family head.

Nova, receiving a direct invitation from Maximilian's personal assistant, felt a mix of curiosity and anticipation. Accepting the invitation, he made his way to the castle where only a select few were granted entry.

The castle, a symbol of Maximilian's affections, was a haven where only Isabella was allowed to tread. Not even Maximilian's other wives were granted entry, making the celebration within its walls an event of unparalleled privilege.

As Nova moved through the adorned halls and expansive chambers, he couldn't help but sense the exclusivity of the place. The walls seemed to resonate with the echoes of untold stories, secrets, and the laughter of the family head, Maximilian Eldermyst, and his mistress, Isabella.

As the evening descended, the castle grounds came alive with an ethereal glow. Nova marveled at the craftsmanship of the star element, its radiant sheen casting a celestial aura over the celebration. The air was filled with laughter and joy, a stark contrast to the battles that had unfolded just a day ago.

Eva, now officially the family head, greeted her guests with grace and charm. She wore a gown woven with starlight threads, a symbol of her newfound status. Nova observed from the shadows, his presence unnoticed amidst the revelry.

Isabella, draped in a gown that seemed to shimmer with the same radiant glow as the castle itself, moved gracefully through the gathering. Her eyes bore the weight of shared history with Maximilian, the ups and downs of a relationship that had weathered the passage of centuries.

As the festivities continued in the exclusive castle of Maximilian Eldermyst, Nova's keen eyes caught a familiar face amidst the celestial gathering. It was Jen, someone thought to have perished during the purge led by Michael.

Intrigued and surprised, Nova couldn't resist the urge to approach Jen. The two shared a moment of disbelief and joy at finding each other alive. The echoes of their past.

Jen, with a mixture of relief and astonishment, questioned Nova about his survival. Nova explained how he, with Emily's assistance, had managed to evade the clutches of the purge just in time. The revelation brought a sense of solace to Jen, who had believed Nova and Emily to be lost in the tragic events.

In turn, Jen recounted his own tale of survival. He had sought refuge in the upper realm with Lord Gabriel when news of the purge reached him. Although he arrived too late to save his home planet, the angelic family's longstanding camaraderie with the Eldermysts led him to join the celebration.

The conversation between Nova and Jen continued for a while, catching up on the time that had passed since their last encounter. Eventually, they parted ways, each returning to their respective lords within the Eldermyst family.

As the celestial festivities continued in the resplendent castle of Maximilian Eldermyst, the grandeur reached its zenith when the patriarch himself, Mr. Maximilian, ascended the stage. The gathered celestial beings, both luminous and majestic, turned their attention towards the venerable head of the Eldermyst family.

With a commanding presence, Mr. Maximilian addressed the assembly, his words echoing through the hallowed halls of the star-infused castle.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, beings of light and celestial might, it has been centuries since we gathered in such unity. Today, we stand not only as witnesses to the recent triumph over foreign invaders who dared encroach upon our sacred home, but more importantly, we assemble to mark a momentous occasion.

I have called upon you not merely to revel in our victory, but to witness the passing of a mantle, the transition of power within the Eldermyst family. In the face of recent adversities, my daughter, Evangelene Eldermyst, has displayed unparalleled courage and resilience. Today, with immense pride, I declare that the next head of the Eldermyst family shall be none other than Evangelene Eldermyst."

The crowd erupted in applause, celestial energy resonating through the ethereal space. Eva, adorned in the radiance of her ascendant aura, stepped forward. Her eyes, a reflection of celestial wisdom and determination, met the approving gaze of her father.

As she ascended the stage, the cosmic echoes of applause and cheers accompanied her. Mr. Maximilian, with a paternal glow in his eyes, extended a hand toward Eva, signifying the ceremonial transfer of power.

The stage, bathed in the celestial glow of the Eldermyst castle, witnessed the symbolic transition of power. Evangelene Eldermyst, now clad in the regal attire of her lineage – plain white with golden edges and the distinctive ElderMyst crest, moved with grace and purpose.

Approaching the stage where the pantheon of gods and celestial beings awaited, Eva's every step resonated with the vitality of life. Among the celestial dignitaries were the deities from Deva Loka, the enigmatic Light God, and his archangels. Eva, the new torchbearer of the Eldermyst legacy, bowed respectfully before her father, Maximilian, who, in turn, acknowledged her ascent to family head.

The Seer, a venerable figure of cosmic wisdom, ascended the stage, and an air of reverence swept through the assembly. In a sacred ritual, the Seer placed her hand upon Eva's head, channeling the essence of knowledge and authority embedded within the planet's core. As the transfer concluded, a resplendent crown materialized above Eva's head, symbolizing her newfound role.

The gathered deities, gods, and cosmic entities, including Nova, slightly bowed in unison, acknowledging the celestial coronation. The cosmic energies intertwined with Eva's being, marking her as the rightful heir to the Eldermyst legacy.

Mr. Maximilian, her father and predecessor, extended his heartfelt congratulations, leaning in to share a whispered pledge. The weight of responsibility and the covenant to protect their sacred home resonated in those whispered words, forming an unbreakable bond between generations.

As Evangelene Eldermyst, now crowned and bestowed with the authority of her family, stepped forward on the stage, a hushed silence fell upon the assembly. The radiant glow from her crown illuminated her features as she began her solemn pledge.

"I am Evangelene Eldermyst, and from this day forth, I willingly embrace the responsibilities and authority that come with being the head of the Eldermyst family. I vow not to misuse this power, and I accept my brothers and sisters as my esteemed vassals, harboring no contempt."

Her words, echoing with the weight of cosmic significance, resounded through the grand hall. The divine witnesses, including gods and celestial entities, acknowledged the sincerity in her oath. With the pledge made, Evangelene Eldermyst, now a beacon of celestial authority, descended from the stage to partake in the joyous festivities.

The Eldermyst castle, adorned with celestial radiance, became a haven for celebration. The jubilant atmosphere swept through the divine guests, gods, and family members alike. The celestial music, harmonizing with the cosmic energies, filled the air, setting the stage for revelry.

Eva, now liberated from the formalities, mingled with the attendees, sharing laughter and exchanging greetings. Approaching Nova, she asked with a glint of curiosity, "Nova, did you see Emily? I extended an invitation to her family."

Nova, acknowledging the congratulations on Eva's ascension, replied, "I haven't seen her yet, but if she decided to attend, she might seek me out. Congratulations on claiming the throne, Eva."

As the cosmic revelry continued, Nova, amidst the festivities, reached out to Emily through communication device which emily gave to nova.

"Emily, are you not joining us for Ms. Evangelene's succession?" Nova inquired.

Emily's response, "We are on our way, but during the transport, we were attacked by some soldiers. The patrolling force managed to stop them, but we were delayed. We will be there by evening."

With the festivities gradually drawing to a close, Nova surveyed the gathered luminaries of the entire light realm. In the aftermath of the celebration, a lingering question gnawed at his curiosity.

"Such powerful beings," Nova mused, "but why leave the COC under the control of Cynthia, a being of chaos? How formidable is she, and what secrets does she hold?"

 Nova sought answers from Mr. Maximilian about Cynthia, the enigmatic guardian of the Center of Commerce (COC). The revelations unfolded a tale of cosmic compromises and delicate balances in the realms.

Mr. Maximilian's words resonated with a cautionary tone as he described Cynthia as a force beyond the conventional thranites. Her singular prowess was such that armies sent to assert control were decimated, prompting the Eldermyst family to rethink their approach.

 the Eldermyst family along with light realm major families and Cynthia reached an understanding. A pact, delicate as stardust, emerged—Cynthia would remain sovereign over COC, and in return, she allowed the Light Realm to conduct its cosmic businesses within her domain.

Planets were exchanged, and COC became the nexus where beings from diverse realms converged. It was a cosmic haven, a melting pot of commerce and communication. However, the delicacy of the balance hinged on Cynthia's adherence to her promise—non-interference as long as the cosmic dealings unfolded harmoniously.

Upon Nova's inquiry into the formidable Cynthia, Mr. Maximilian Eldermyst responded with a cautious warning, emphasizing the perilous nature of involving oneself in her affairs. However, Nova, driven by an unyielding curiosity and an unstated purpose, expressed his need to meet her, cryptically alluding to a personal quest.

With gratitude for the shared insights, Nova retreated to the solace of the bookstore as the celebratory echoes faded into the cosmic silence. 

As Nova delved into the realms of knowledge housed within the bookstore, his inquiries transcended the ordinary.