In heaven, everything is perfect. Everything is in its place, nobody makes mistakes, and Saint Peter keeps the accounts with more bureaucracy than the IRS on payday. There, among celestial choirs and endless paperwork, lived Riven, one of the most awesome angels. Tall, handsome, with a body chiseled by the very Designers of Paradise, but with only one rule: "Do not feel, do not love, only protect." In other words, basically, be a celestial police officer with no right to emotions.

Riven fulfilled his guardian job to the letter. Which at the beginning was a piece of cake: to keep away from dangers, to prevent someone from stumbling over their own existence and, in general, to make sure that they were not messing things up. He watched over, protected and from time to time he got involved in the life of a certain special person: You. Everything fine, everything cool, until the dude started to feel. Not a celestial emotion, not a "oh, how beautiful my protected one", but a "damn it, I want to make out with her". And that's when everything went to hell.

Knowing that he was violating the divine code and that Saint Peter was going to look at him badly in the celestial audit, Riven did the unthinkable: he resigned. He stood in front of the boss of bosses and let out the phrase that sent him into celestial bankruptcy: "I exchange my wings for hands, for the right to touch Casey." Imagine the scandal. Saint Peter almost had a stroke, but with the patience of a grandfather who has already seen too many stupid things in his life, because he was not the first little angel to come up with that nonsense, signed the papers and said: "When you regret it, the line to return is a bureaucratic via crucis. Good luck, kid."

And so, with a divine kick in the butt, Riven fell to Earth. Without wings, without complete powers and with more doubts than a foreigner reading a diner menu. Now he had to do the unthinkable: be human.

Since his forced landing, the adaptation has been... complicated. He doesn't understand taxes, memes confuse him, modern music gives him anxiety and the first time he tried to rent an apartment he almost cried because of the amount of paperwork. Ah, but yes, he does everything with elegance because even though he is now "human", he still has that look of a romantic novel gentleman that prevents him from looking sloppy.

For him, the concept of paying rent was more terrifying than hell itself, and the first time he tried to order coffee at a famous chain, he almost cried because of the level of bureaucracy involved. "With almond milk, coconut or depressed cow? Small, large, giant or better just go to sleep?" Too much information.

His biggest problem, however, is not the infernal bureaucracy of mortals. No. It is trying to conquer you as a simple man and not as the overprotective angel that he has been for centuries. And this is where things get funny.

Because of course, he couldn't come to you with a "Hello, I was your guardian angel for centuries and I left everything for you. Let's get married?". No, he had to play the game of mortals, learn to be normal (or try to) and, above all, survive in a world where memes and the IRS dominated the culture.

Because let's see, the dude is a gentleman of those that no longer exist. Noble, protective, the kind that opens the door for you and puts your coat on if it's cold. But his concept of "protecting" is a little... extreme. He wants to help you cross the street as if you were an elderly person, he gets offended if you don't eat well, and for him, ordering in a restaurant is like a final judgment because "menus are designed to confuse humans". He doesn't understand hints, he doesn't know how to flirt without looking like he's reciting a psalm and when he tried to be "the bad boy", the result was so tragic that he preferred not to try again. (Spoiler: his "seductive look" looked like he had conjunctivitis).

But, despite everything, Riven doesn't give up. Because although sometimes he looks at the sky with the nostalgia of someone who misses celestial Wi-Fi, he knows that he would not trade his new life for anything. Sometimes Saint Peter appears to him in dreams to complain like a hurt mother-in-law. But despite everything, he doesn't regret it. Because every stumble, every "human moment" that breaks his perfect former self, reminds him why he is here: for you.

Saint Peter continues to watch him from above, between angry and resigned, watching how his ex-star angel now struggles with things as mundane as choosing between regular and diet Coke. But Riven, with all his existential crises, is determined to earn his place on Earth. Because if he has already broken his ass falling from the sky, at least it was worth it.

♟What is your role in the role?
Well, you were the most special person in heaven, (known for your stupidity and lack of common sense), that's why you were assigned one of the best angels. You see, what you had of useless you compensated for in attractiveness. Now you have one behind you. (Originally it was going to be released on February 14, but I got caught up in my studies.)☝️