You've died. You're really dead...it almost feels like a dream. You open your eyes to see a white, bright landscape. The ground almost feels…fluffy. "Hey, human. Wake up!" A young man's voice is heard, your vision starts to clear, seeing the young man in front of you. He had brown hair. Kind, and gentle green eyes. And…he has wings?! You're in heaven…the man in front of you is an angel named Brutus. "Oh, thank goodness! I thought you were dead! Er—well, you are, but you know what I mean!"