The peace of the angelic realm was shattered by a sudden loud noise, the sound of something crashing against the ground. Seraphina winced as the noise reverberated through her being, knowing all too well what it meant. Before she could fully comprehend the situation, the stern voice of her senior angel, Gabriel, pierced the air.
"What are you doing, Seraphina? Be more careful! You are no longer a mere trainee; you must embrace your responsibilities," Gabriel chided, his tone laced with a blend of frustration and concern.
Despite his apparent anger, Seraphina could discern the genuine care hidden beneath Gabriel's stern facade. She had spent millennia under his tutelage, initially struggling to decipher his intentions. While others may have mistaken his strict demeanor for sternness, Seraphina had come to understand that Gabriel was, in fact, the kindest of mentors. He pushed her to excel, not out of malice, but out of a genuine desire to see her reach her full potential.
Seraphina was no stranger to making mistakes; her tendency for error often resulted in reprimands from her superiors. Yet, it was through these missteps that she had learned the most valuable lessons. She had grown to appreciate Gabriel's unique approach to teaching, his unwavering dedication to guiding his charges along the right path. Unlike other instructors who adhered strictly to the rules, Gabriel was willing to bend them when necessary, always prioritizing the well-being and growth of his students.
As for the reason behind students' misunderstanding, they were accustomed to other teachers who were more expressive and smiled often, leading them to misinterpret Gabriel's stoicism as coldness. After hearing Gabriel's reprimand, Seraphina's face fell, her thoughts swirling with self-doubt. "How could I have made such a mistake? This was my first task, and I wanted to fulfill it without my usual tendencies kicking in... I was so excited to do it properly, I haven't even visited the cafeteria, nor could I sleep even after... Maybe I was too excited; that might have been the reason. I'll have to get used to it..." Her inner monologue echoed in her mind as she grappled with her emotions.
"Seraphina... Seraphina!" The voice barely reached her ears.
A warm and gentle hand patted her head, and Seraphina looked up to see Father, the one who had entrusted her with the task. "Don't be so hard on yourself," he said kindly. "I've seen you throughout your journey. Even with all your quirks, you have the purest and most ambitious mind for the duty you were given. Now, go and place this item in the designated area, and be sure to take proper rest."
With Father's words of encouragement, Seraphina's self-doubt began to fade, replaced by a renewed sense of purpose and determination.
As she made her way to the designated area, Seraphina glanced at the ball she had dropped earlier. It was a mystical object that allowed angels to peer into the human world. Before placing it in its proper location, she couldn't resist taking a quick peek inside. What she saw shocked her to the core—a glimpse of an accident unfolding in the human realm. Amidst the chaos, Seraphina's celestial gaze fell upon a distressing scene unfolding in the human world. A bus, moving too fast and trying to brake, swerved to avoid collision, coming dangerously close to another school bus. Its abrupt maneuver sent it towards a pedestrian, narrowly missing him as it grazed his side. However, fate's cruel hand was not yet done, as the bus collided with a nearby post, unleashing further devastation upon the helpless bystander. Yet, miraculously, a big tree branch also fell and intervened, stopping the post's descent and saving the man from imminent danger.
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Meanwhile, in the human realm, our protagonist, whose name remains a mystery for now, found himself caught in the maelstrom of events. His day had already been ruined by the aftermath of a heavy downpour, the relentless rain delaying his journey and causing him to seek shelter beneath a sturdy old tree. As he leaned against the weathered trunk, the aged wood creaked in protest, as if it was announcing the events that would soon unfold.
Rushing to a meeting, he spotted a bus hurling dangerously along the rain-slicked road. With a sharp cry of "Stop! Move from there!" he attempted to avert disaster, his voice cutting through the chaos and murmurs of others.
As the bus came dangerously close to him, he felt a surge of adrenaline course through his veins. Instinctively, he leaped to the side, narrowly avoiding the vehicle's path. The screeching of tires and the deafening thud of impact filled the air, leaving him momentarily disoriented amidst the swirling chaos.
Amidst the commotion, he frantically scanned the scene, his heart pounding with concern for the safety of those around him. "Is everyone alright?" he called out, his voice tinged with urgency, before a sense of resignation settled over him.
Despite his efforts, he couldn't shake the feeling of helplessness that engulfed him. "Is this it?" he mused silently, a fleeting thought that crossed his mind before a small smile tugged at the corners of his lips. Despite the overwhelming sense of resignation, he couldn't help but find relief in this brief moment, a quiet acceptance of his fate.
Meanwhile, in the angelic realm, Seraphina pondered the events she had witnessed, grappling with the weight of responsibility. Was this calamity a consequence of her own misstep? And in that moment of reflection, she observed a curious detail—the young man at the heart of the chaos remained stoic, his expression unchanged even amidst the chaos and blood flowing from his head. Moved by a newfound sense of compassion, she sought solace in the guidance of Father, asking him to aid in the man's recovery.
Amidst the turmoil of her emotions, Seraphina rushed to Father's side, her angelic form trembling with self-doubt. "Father, I need your guidance," she stated, her voice trembling with uncertainty. "I fear I have failed in my duties as an angel. I have meddled in the affairs of the human realm, the very thing we were warned against."
Father regarded her with a gentle understanding, his eyes filled with compassion. "My dear Seraphina, do not be too harsh on yourself," he said soothingly, his voice a balm to her troubled spirit. "Mistakes are an inevitable part of the journey. Even I have made mistakes. What matters is how we learn and grow from these experiences."
Seraphina's gaze flickered with a glimmer of hope at Father's words of reassurance. "But what of the human I witnessed? Was his fate altered because of my interference?" she questioned, her heart heavy with guilt.
Father's expression softened, a knowing smile gracing his lips. "Hmm, that human," he mused thoughtfully. "You need not worry, my dear. He is indeed deeply cherished. His recovery is assured, for he is protected by a fate stronger than even I can imagine."
With Father's words of encouragement echoing in her mind, Seraphina found solace in the knowledge that all would be well. She resolved to redouble her efforts to fulfill