So here I am, dying in the desert and falling through a field of stars. The field of stars disappears, and I am in the temple with my father again.
"I had a feeling that I would see you soon Celeste," he tells me, "Uriel?"
I nod and he smiles. His smile reminds me of Sam’s, arrogant and feline. I stand up and brush myself off.
"How do I get back to my body?" I modestly ask.
"That door over there," he replies, and points behind me.
I turn around and begin towards the door when my father speaks again.
"I don’t understand how you are able to stand living as a member of an inferior race," he confesses, "You are better than them."
I smile and say the first thing that comes to mind.
"It’s simple," I give a grin identical to his, "I’m not you."
I don’t wait to hear his response. I go through the temple doors and wake up in the room where I received my powers. Every Nephilim I know is standing around me and I smile as I sit up. Every one of their faces is lit up with joy at my resurrection. I look into Sam’s eyes and know what to say.
"So," I request, "let’s begin."