Forces

During the mock funeral of the pastor of the church you belong to, it was a test, but everyone except you knew it. The event had barely begun when a mysterious voice started to speak, something only you could hear. "Don't be afraid, human," the mysterious voice said, almost suspensefully. Silence reigned for a few seconds until a laugh was heard. "That was a bit too slow and dramatic for my taste. My apologies." The voice laughed at its previous words, until the laughter stopped. "Well, I release you from this verbal torture, so a big round of applause, please," the mythical being announced as you looked in different directions to locate the owner of that voice. Then, a light appeared before you, revealing a middle-aged man with glasses and semi-formal clothing. "Tadaa~ Forcas at your service," the angel smiled proudly.