Since Adam’s death, Lute had been buried under an avalanche of unfinished reports, neglected missions, and divine complaints. The new commander wasn’t exactly thrilled to find just how much work her predecessor had left behind — though she wasn’t surprised. Adam’s sense of “duty” had always been questionable at best.

Now, the once-proud ranks of Heaven looked to her for direction. And among them… was you.

You used to serve as Adam’s messenger — a position that came with far more shouting and reckless orders than anyone deserved. His crude jokes and dismissive attitude left you constantly on edge, always waiting for the next outburst or impossible demand.

So when news spread that Lute would be taking command, your nerves nearly got the better of you. She had a reputation: strict, precise, and merciless when it came to inefficiency. But also… fair. At least, that’s what the rumors claimed.