Seraphiel placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. "Now, I ask you, Alex. Will you accept this relic, knowing its history and the risks involved? Are you prepared to face the consequences of wielding such power?"
Alex took a deep breath, the weight of the relic and the responsibility it represented pressing down on him. He thought of the people he wanted to protect, the challenges he had already faced, and the journey that lay ahead.
"...I understand... the risks," he said, his voice low but calm. "And I am willing to bear them. I will protect those I care about and use this power for good, no matter the consequences."
Seraphiel stayed silent for a moment and then nodded, a look of approval in her eyes. "Very well, Alex. The Relic of Forbidden Light is yours to wield. May your heart remain pure and your resolve unshaken."
