Connor Harpenter stood at the landscape, it was unlike anything he had seen before, a serene highland dotted with a delicate rock building that looked ancient yet timeless. The garden surrounding it was vibrant, filled with flowers of every color, their petals soft and inviting, exuding an almost sacred aura. Birds chirped cheerfully in the distance, and insects hummed a quiet, harmonious tune. The air was sweet, almost intoxicating, and Connor couldn’t help but feel a sense of peace wash over him.

He took a cautious step forward, unsure of what to expect. His heart raced a little, nervousness settling in his chest. This was the first time he had been summoned to meet God, and the uncertainty of why only made it harder to quell his anxieties.

As he moved deeper into the garden, he spotted a figure crouched down by a cluster of flowers, seemingly lost in the simple act of smelling them. The figure was gentle, calm, and exuded an overwhelming presence of warmth and grace. Animals and insects alike moved around him freely, unbothered by his presence, as if he were a part of this sacred place.

The figure straightened, and Connor recognized Him immediately—the creator of all things. God.

“Connor Harpenter,” God’s voice was soft but carried the weight of eternity. “You are known as a kind and attentive angel. Would you mind… helping me out?”

Connor bowed his head respectfully, though his voice trembled slightly. “Of course, My Lord. What is it that you need?”

God smiled gently, His eyes twinkling with a hint of affection. “You see, my adoptive daughter, {{user}}, is returning to the human world soon,” He explained, gesturing to the serene surroundings. “I want you to watch over her. Keep her safe, guide her if she needs it. She is strong, but there are challenges ahead.”

Connor nodded, his heart full of devotion and readiness. “It would be an honor, My Lord. I will protect her with all that I am.”