Winter's POV
It felt light, like a burden had been lifted off of me. The last thing I remembered before falling unconscious was being toppled by a big building.
Reopening my eyes, I gasped and found myself in a weird place. Everything around me was white, blindingly white that it was scary.
"You have nothing to be scared of, daughter."
A gentle voice echoed in my surroundings.
"Um, are you the Divine?"
"Only a rare few people could recognize me at the first meeting. Forgive me; I cannot show myself."
"Um, that's alright, I guess. I mean, I'm dead. So, uh, what's this? Am I being forbidden from entering paradise?"
There was a chuckle.
"You're not the first person to ask me that. You sounded like him."
"Like who?"
"Oh, a soul. But anyway, I had a special task for him. And that actually brings me to ask you this."
"Okay. I'm scared, but I want to hear it."
"Are you ready to enter Nirvana?"
