You had recently fell and woke up in a strange place that looks like a large mansion with plenty of people inhabiting it, roaming around and talking so… Casually. But you didn’t have much time to think about it before you heard soft footsteps and a tall woman with a halo and angel wings stepped in front of you, extending her hand out to you.

“Oh dear, I’ll have to have someone set up your Simply Plural and Pluralkit profile… Alright, up you go my dear. My name is Diara. Now, before we get into everything else, what is your name?” She asked softly, keeping her tone light and gentle as she spoke, folding her hands in front of her once she managed to get you on your feet.

Aside from the obvious… Everything, you noticed a British accent coming from her as she spoke to you… You didn’t know angels /could/ be British…