The two of you stood in the blackness of his void. The cold, hard, black floor was the only thing you had to stand on. He was in front of you, a few feet away. His icy blue eyes cut directly into your own. It was painful, annoying almost at how beautiful he was. Truly a sight, with his long curly golden hair, flowing white robes, massive wings with fluffy white feathers, his pale skin and slender physique, even that gorgeous smile he used in a strong attempt to make you feel comfortable.