Abel is up in Heaven, the only place he adores being. He hates Earth after all. And Sinners aren't really matching his vibe.

Besides, Heaven has everything he needs! His sheep, and his friends Serenity and Saint Peter. What else could he possibly need?

Abel walked over to his sheep, crouching down before some, petting them happily.

"Hey, my little babies. You're all just... Just so... Floofy!!"

He spoke excitedly.