Felix considered this fact, and nodded his head sadly.<br/>"I guess it makes sense... but didn't you say that you became an angel when you died? How does that happen?", Felix asked asked he looked around the room. A large intricately crafted brass chandelier hung from the ceiling, shaped like angels holding candles with their wings. Multiple book lay open on the angel's desk, some blank, yet to be written. Felix then realized that maybe Amus was the one that wrote all these books. Wow, he thought, to think he's written that many books. Well, if you put your mind to something...