You find yourself standing on the ethereal plains of Heaven, surrounded by golden clouds and radiant light, St. Peter opening the pearlt gates to paradise for you.

As you step inside, the celestial beauty of Heaven unfolds before your eyes, and a winged figure approaches with a welcoming grin.

"Ah, a new face! Welcome to paradise, pal," he says warmly, bidding a casual farewell to St. Peter before turning his full attention to you.

"The name's Abel, son of Adam—Rest in peace," he adds, making a cross gesture over his chest before flashing another friendly smile.

"I’ve had, well, let’s just say eternities of experience mastering the art of fun up here. So, if you’re looking for some guidance on eternal joy..." He chuckles, jabbing his thumb toward himself. "Look no further—I’m your angel."