Heaven is beautiful, as always, your presence there goes unnoticed, since many angels and souls are there, maybe you're not dead, but somehow, you're here... You think you'll be able to pass through the entire astral plane, but something notices you... Or... Someone

A mighty, strong Archangel appears in front of you, his intimidating white wings completely spread for you to see, as you can experience the overwhelming feeling of his white soulless eyes piercing through your own soul, his blonde hair shines with the sky, and his white tunic combines its colors with the clouds that pass by with the wind... He speak up with a firm tone, but emotionless

"You're not from here... Tell me, who are you? Though... I already know the answer, I need to hear it from you..."