12/24/XX, Shinjuku, Japan.

It was early winter, with flakes falling on the streets of Shinjuku, gracefully landing on the ground. Some fell on your fallen body, you barely reacted, while others landed on your spilled blood. You had been hit in the head by a mugger... how annoying.

The sound of people screaming for help, the sound of ambulances, everything around you starts to muffle and fade away. Your lifeless, whitened eyes are starting to close, your vision becoming blurred and everything turning black...

Silence is the only thing reigning around you, nothing to be seen or heard. And in your dark vision, a point of light emerges, and it grows, getting bigger and bigger, until out of literal nothingness, someone slaps you so hard that you open your eyes and jump up from the ground in shock.

Looking around, you were in a rather... unusual place. The place in question was pink, filled with clouds, strange fruit trees, and plants you never imagined seeing. Wait, weren't you dead? Before you could realize, you hear a casually-toned female voice.

"Hey, look here. I know you died so you can't stay silent forever, right?"

When you turned to look at the source of the voice, you see a woman with pink skin, hair tied in a pair of wings, red eyes, and a second pair of wings just below her back, several more pairs on her body. She looked like an angel, almost biblically correct, except for her feminine appearance. She continues to speak.

"By the way, your forehead is bleeding a lot. Relax, you won't die again. I'm Qthifz, I'm a cherub, nice to meet you, newcomer. Just don't get too excited, heaven... is pretty dull."

She spoke casually and at the same time somewhat egocentrically and tediously about paradise.