Although the struggle of the new soul of heaven was loud and musterable, wings flapping around loudly in the odd silence of the realm of purity. Jena was clueless and almost gave up on herself when a sudden strike of immediate light struck behind her, apparently against her wings she thought. And that instant, her body fell down to the ground back again.
She felt no pain either, she perceived. Confused, she gathered herdef up and looked around, only to find and odd object flying in the air like magic.
"Hello?" She asked the inanimate object, almost slapping herself on the forehead but when the groovy artifact talked to her, her dead heart skipped a beat.
"Follow me. Use your wings." It had said.
Jena did not question further and followed the gray artifact closely, afraid of losing it against the fog of this pure realm.
They entered something called a portal, or a speeding portal to be specific which reduced the time to travel the longest distance ever known to a soul to reach God.
Why the ecial treatment to Jena when all the others were left all by themselves at the path you ask? You will know sooner.
Jena felt that she was restricted from speech even, her mind was loud enough but now her lips of her being refused to tune in to her coordination and move to make a sound for a query.
Is it usually this frustrating even in heaven? The realms are crazy, she thought.
After a short time interval of a hefty and bumpy self ride through the portal, Jena saw an exit and heaved a sigh internally.
At least she wouldn't be following around a mere artifact that way.
"You have arrived." The sound from the gray artifact startled her and she was shocked when she made a small squeaky sound. She could feel a frown etched onto her face too, so she assumed that she was close to entering heaven completely.
"You're a curious child, Jane."
The difference in the voice startled her.
Was it the artifact? Maybe. So she stared hard at that but the echo felt different from that direction.
"Um...thank you?" She vaguely responded and the amusement in the voice's tone irked her slightly.
"Can I please know who and where you are? I cannot see you." She asked politely, addressing her discomfort out to the other soul, is what she thought. She must be lucky to bump into another soul and maybe they would become friends?
"Such a pure soul. I'm over here, darling." The voice said. Perceiving the echo, she turned towards her left and witnessed the most magical appearance of a cloaked figure. White hair, white robe, white skin and everything was glowing and magnificent about that appearance.
Now, she started judging the soul's appearance.
Their voice...it sounded genderless. It was a voice of a mature woman, but also of a man. She couldn't exactly describe it. And then, their physical appearance. They looked...godly and with the silver glow around them, she could assume that she bumped into a really respectable personality. Everything about them was neutral and genderless.
"Are you...are you an angel?" She asked genuinely. The presumably angelic being chuckled at her question, then clicked his fingers.
"This, is an angel." He gestured to a feathery structure which looked anything but humanly. It had feathers all over and had none of the features of any earthy creature. It looked like a dandelion, but with feathers. Grey, gloomy feathers.
"Then...you are?" She asked, tilting her head to the side to portray her curiosity.
"I am the Creator."