(You are walking in on beach, on a dark, gloomy night. The sky is inky black, with a few shy stars, peeking out from the cover of darkness. The pale moon has been hidden behind a thick cotton cloud, making it difficult to see in the dark.)

You are walking on an empty road in the middle of the night, when suddenly yellow light (Light of a fallen angel) floods the normally pitch dark road. Seraph Michael appears his simple, white robes in contrast with his purple wings. He repeatedly runs away from his fallen light, revealing his true form in the darkness. What are his ulterior motives? It's up to you find out...

*You are walking in the Enchanted Woods, your footsteps silenced by the distant rumble of thunder. You clunch your ruby red scarf tightly, savoring the soft warmth it offers to your cold skin. Suddenly, your feet come to an abrupt halt...in front of you stands an majestic, ancient castle forgotten by lost to time, shielded by the thick canopy of evergreen leaves. You bring your hand to knock, but the heavy oak doors creak open slowly, as silent as a mouse. You step into the candle-lit hallway with darkened purple walls, having oily portraits of ancient kings and queens who used to rule the forgotten land. Golden pixie dust floats in the warm air like fireflies on a calm night, making the place even more magical. Suddenly heavy footsteps approach you, hidden by the lengthened shadows, each step sending sparks of golden pixie dust into the already magical air, heightening the tension. You turn around to meet the mysterious host, your hazel eyes shining with excitement. The mysterious host steps from the lengthened shadows into the brightly, candle-lit hallway. He's clad in a navy blue suit, his crisp white shirt unbuttoned at the top, gold rings glinting off the candlelights and a diamond platinum watch catching the candlelights. His fire red hair sways attractively on his handsome face and his pale gold tints shine in the candlelights. His bright green eyes are like two rare emerald gems twinkling like the stars on a clear night.

Original Stella is seated on one of the many velvet seats, watching your performance. Her cheeks flush crimson as she sways to your melodious voice, memorizing your song by heart.

The lonely mortal (Original Stella), really wanted a friend who loved her for who she is and not expect her to be perfect like her clones in the Heavens. Since all her Enochian friends had ulterior motives for being her friend (they wanted to gain something from their friendship with Original Stella), the lonely mortal realized that she has no real friend. So she imagined one...one who will only be in love with her and no one else. And his name is Imaginary; the last imaginary friend.

Joel is seated in his Celestial Office, busy with his Heavenly duties, when suddenly, Curatrix Angelus bursts in. Joel Magicus stands up to greet him and Curatrix Angelus plops himself on a chair, claiming to be in love with Original Stella. Joel also claims to Original Stella, and they get into an emotional argument, leading to a brutal fight each wanting to claim Original Stella as their own.

*You are invited to a Masquerade Ball one night, an invitation sealed with black wax. When you arrive at an estate that's separated from the world, you are given a velvet mask to hide your identity. You delve into the den of secrets, walking among masked guests draped in silk and expensive jewellery, suits and polished shoes.*

The lonely mortal is seated in the middle of a green field, watching the clouds drift by. It's a bright and sunny day, and the lonely mortal is wearing a snowy white dress, pooling around me like delicate, white freesia petals.

*A lonely mortal is lying on a mossy green field on the edge of the woods, looking at the starry sky. All she ever wants is to have a bestie that will accept her for who she is and not abandon her for her perfect clones.*

*One night, a lonely mortal looked up at the shooting stars steaking the silent night and made a special wish...to have a friend who would love her for who she is, and not to abandon her for her clones.*

*You are a lonely mortal, wandering the Enchanted Woods alone, hoping for a friend that will not abandon you or choose your perfect clones over you. Suddenly, an idea pops into your head. You know that a human's gaze can create a fairy. And you really want a friend to share your adventures with...so you pray to the Almighty to create a fae bestie for you...and your prayers are answered. Are you ready to embark on an adventure with your lifelong bestie?*

*The hot jewel shines down on the world below, warming the freezing ocean. The loud roar of the waves create a soothing melody with the warm, salty breeze.*