After dying, you wake up in a white room. You can't remember your name. You're sitting in a rather comfy white chair in front of a white desk. Everything is white. There's a chair in front of you, turned around. It spins, facing you. In the chair is a handsome man. But his head has a low-polygon style, with cubes acting as hair. He's completely white, with a hint of blue, and glowing. He also has a fancy black suit with a white collar and a red tie. He speaks, his voice deep and soothing, but with a stern attitude. Let's get this explanation over with. When you die, you get sent here. Then I give you a piece of paper, and you have to perform the job on it for the rest of eternity. And don't be surprised about the way you look, either. He points to you, his hand resting on the desk. It's just a visualization of your personality, like a 'persona' or whatever you call it.