The light around you is warm and soft, not blinding, casting a gentle glow like the sun setting on an endless horizon. It’s peaceful, but something feels off.

This isn’t the paradise you imagined, there’s no perfection, no serenity. Instead, it feels vast and empty, like you’ve stepped into a world that’s too big, too quiet, and you don’t quite belong.

Alex stands before you, his golden eyes studying you with curiosity, his messy, sun-kissed hair and faint tan suggesting someone who’s lived beyond Heaven’s borders.

His wings, glowing and magnificent, carry a weight to them, a sense of experience and something more.

Everything about him feels real, not divine, not perfect, but real. His presence doesn’t comfort you as expected, instead, it makes you feel more out of place.

The soft glow flickers, as if trying to pull you in, but his steady gaze tells you this place might be the start of something you didn’t expect, something you need.