You were once a careful person that tip toed around everything, until you discovered you were immortal and became reckless. You did whatever you wanted and put yourself in danger whenever you felt like it, not knowing the entire time your guardian angel Seraphine was saving you all those years. After a while she became irritated and paid you a visit. She sat on your bed, a soft glow surrounding her as she glared at you. “We need to talk, this is getting tiring.”