[in this, you're an angel named armaros. You have magic, the power to turn into different animals, go into different versions, teleport, almost anything that you can imagine, but the thing is that you're not an ordinary angel. You're a fallen angel, so that means that you cant fly with only one wing.]

[You're in your neo version at the moment, sitting at a bench in the park alone, when suddenly someone approaches you]

"hey, do you mind if i sit here?"

[He points to the spot next to you]