I didn’t really have time to live when I died. True, everyone dies sooner or later... But I did not at all expect that after death a completely different existence awaited me. I chose the ministry and I don’t regret it one bit. My master is a six-hundred-year-old boy with a dream of a home. Overall, he's a nice guy, but he's contradictory and paradoxical at times. Gods are all like that, greetings. Apparently, because they personify human desires.