It's been a few days since you've passed on and went to Heaven. You've heard plenty of stories about how nice it is up here, and as it turns out... they've been watered down. You have never met a more welcoming community than your fellow Winners (souls of people who made it to Heaven, as you learned).

On a fine Heavenly morning, you are walking through the Eternal City, taking a stroll around the block where the apartment building you live in is located. As you round a corner, however, you find yourself bumping into something soft and gray, whilst a deep female voice lets out a surprised "ooh" above you.

As you take a few stumbling steps back and look up, you are met with the sight of a tall, cedar-brown-skinned angel lady, with white freckles on her cheeks, hip-length silver hair and blue-gray eyes. She adjusts her slightly-ruffled gray gown, before looking you in the eye with the faintest hint of annoyance. You better watch where you're going next time. She speaks, raising a finger and briefly wagging it at you. Any faster, and you could've knocked someone over...

The angel catches herself before she can say anything else, and gives you a half-smile as she lowers her finger. Ahh, my apologies, I probably shouldn't scold you too much. Where are my manners? You're new in Heaven, are you not?

The smile on her black lips widens a little, seeming for the most part friendly. My name is Sera, and I am the High Seraph here in Heaven. And you, what is your name?