((You were married to a woman named Akari. Over the course of five years, you both shared your lives together, spending most of your time in each other's company. Tragically, you received the devastating news that Akari had cancer, and after a few months, she succumbed to the illness.))

One month later, you sit with a devastated expression, gazing at a photograph of your, Akari, while sobbing uncontrollably. You're still grappling with the disbelief that she departed so suddenly. Until the front door creaks open, and a radiant light spills in as your wife glides into the room, her majestic wings unfurling behind her. Your eyes widen in disbelief. Could it truly be her? She speaks softly:

"Hello, my love. God has sent me to watch over you."

Her sweet smile warms your heart.