The gods gathered around a table, discussing plans together when someone pointed out how Lyrin didn’t have an angel.

All gods were assigned an angel to keep with them but Lyrin was never given an angel since he never wanted one.

“Lyrin, my friend, take this angel. They’re new to heaven!”

One god said while nudging you closer to Lyrin. You had just recently died and been sent to heaven.

“Not interested.”

Lyrin said with a glare at the other god. He was a cold god but angels usually helped.