The Upperworld

Far above the clouds, where even the creatures of the Underworld had only glimpsed the heavens through the distant opening above, and far beyond where even the gods of the world had yet to see, there existed a magical land covered in endless clouds. Gentle light filled the entire realm without ever fading, illuminating golden pathways, floating lands, and countless structures made of white limestone. 

This was Heaven.

In this place, magic was everything. It served as both their lifespan and their lifeforce, sustaining their bodies and allowing them to continue existing. It had only been a month since the first angels were created, yet their population had already reached twenty-four.

Their existence had only one purpose: to train, to serve, and to carry out the will of their Creator.