When Mikhail saw Charlie's dress, he smiled gently, as she was wearing a mixture of red and white. He noticed that she also had a white feather in her hair, which had a red drop in it. His gaze turned icy as he said to himself, "Lucifer will never change." Then, he turned towards Alastor, and for a moment, he was shocked. His eyes widened as he blinked twice, and then he laughed gently, saying to Charlie, "Your father knows how to amuse me."

  Charlie looked at Alastor with questioning eyes, but Alastor's expression remained inscrutable, his smile growing creepily wider as if he knew a secret. Mikhail gave them a signal to follow him, and Charlie trailed behind, still unsure what to make of Alastor's enigmatic grin.

  As Charlie and Alastor entered Heaven, they were mesmerized by its breathtaking beauty. Alastor's creepy smile remained fixed on his face, but Charlie's eyes widened in wonder. Mikhail noticed her awe and couldn't help but smile, seeming to take pleasure in her reaction.

  A cool breeze swept through the air, as if welcoming Charlie to Heaven. However, the atmosphere was tinged with a hint of sadness, as if Heaven was expecting someone else as well. Lilith emerged, dressed in her iconic red suit, and Charlie's gaze fell upon her wedding ring. When Lilith attempted to hug Charlie, the young princess took two steps back, her demeanor suddenly serious. "Archangel Mikhail, where should we head to?" she asked, her voice firm. Mikhail's eyes sparkled with amusement as he watched the exchange, and he grinned mischievously at Lilith. Lilith's expression turned icy, her smile dripping with frost. Mikhail chuckled lightly, seeming to enjoy the tension between them.

  Mikhail snapped his fingers, and Angel Gabriel appeared, letting out a sigh. He shot Mikhail a disapproving look, saying, "I'm not your servant, Mikhail. Don't summon me like that." Mikhail's smile was courteous, but his eyes gleamed with ice. Charlie's gaze lingered on Gabriel, and she twitched slightly, memories of his visit to Hell flashing through her mind. With a gesture, Mikhail led them toward the stunning garden prepared for her arrival, its beauty unfolding before them like a canvas of wonder.

  Mikhail cleared his throat, drawing Charlie's attention back to him as he pulled out his chair and gestured for them to sit. With a gentlemanly gesture, Alastor pulled out Charlie's chair and took a seat in another, his movements smooth and calculated. Mikhail rolled his eyes, a hint of amusement flickering across his face, and leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table.

  Mikhail clasped his hands together, his eyes locking onto Alastor with an intense, almost amused gaze. Alastor's creepy smile remained fixed, but a shiver ran down his spine as he felt the weight of Mikhail's stare. Charlie intervened, her voice breaking the tension. "Archangel Mikhail, let's talk about our real goal." Mikhail's chuckle was low and smooth as he turned to Charlie. "Oh, yes, we will. But first, may I ask a few questions of you, Alastor?" His eyes never left Alastor's face, the air thick with anticipation.

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  Alastor looked at him in confusion as Mikhail asked with mocking amusement, "Aren't you the only demon who claims he doesn't know his past life?" Charlie glanced at Alastor as he replied, "Yes, because I really don't know." Mikhail burst into hysterical laughter, wiping away tears before composing himself. His expression turned icy as he said, "You see, my dear Alastor, there's no soul in Heaven or Hell who can recall their past life." Charlie's eyes widened at this revelation, and Alastor's face reflected his surprise. Mikhail's gaze shifted to Charlie, his icy expression accompanied by a smirk. "Did Lucifer not tell you that?" He shrugged, his demeanor suddenly calm. "Well, maybe that's a given, since you're not capable of handling the truth now." Charlie glared at him, prompting Mikhail to turn icy. "Be careful, child. You'll hurt yourself." He turned to Alastor, his voice taking on a different tone. "One thing about you is more amusing and interesting – your ability to dream. No soul can dream, but you're an exception." Alastor's eyes widened as he stammered, "B-but I never told anyone that I dreamed." A sly smile spread across Mikhail's face, and the cool breeze turned icy as he said, "I know everything about everyone. Even when they don't know me."

  Charlie's intense gaze met Mikhail's, and he responded with a smile. "Don't worry, child. Now it's your turn." Alastor had more questions, but Mikhail's attention shifted to Charlie. "Listen, Princess, there's a way to redeem demons, and it's tied to you." Charlie's confusion was evident, and Mikhail chuckled. "Even as a princess, you haven't learned to mask your expressions. Come, let me tell you more while we walk among those petty souls." Charlie stood, but Alastor remained seated, uninterested in the walk. Mikhail's gaze lingered on Alastor before he said, "You must have recalled something about this place." With a sly grin, he departed the garden with Charlie, leaving Alastor behind.

  Alastor's expression turned thoughtful as Mikhail departed, but the archangel's icy glance over his shoulder left Alastor feeling even more perplexed about his own identity. Meanwhile, Charlie observed the souls in Heaven, noting how they flowed toward various temples. Her curiosity got the better of her. "Why don't they go straight to God Himself?" she asked. "Why do they still follow this routine?" Mikhail's soft chuckle accompanied his response. "My dear, it's because they don't know who God is or where to find Him." Charlie's questioning gaze met Mikhail's, and he continued, "It seems Lucifer didn't teach you much, did he?" He rubbed his eyes, a hint of amusement in his voice. "Do you know what Azrael looks like?" Charlie shook her head. "No, I've never met him." Mikhail's smile grew. "Go greet him, Princess. And give him my regards." Charlie's confusion deepened. "But I don't know him," she protested. Mikhail's smile never wavered. "Exactly. So, how do you think they'll meet God?"

  Charlie still looked confused, and Mikhail added, "Princess, God lives among humans. If they can keep themselves pure, then and only then can they recognize Him." Charlie understood and said, "Then that means I also cannot meet God." Mikhail looked at her, laughed a little, and said while chuckling, "My dear, your creator is Lucifer himself." Charlie was confused, but Mikhail continued, "You want them and the hellish demons to follow the same path, right? The path towards one Lord!" Charlie noticed him steering the conversation towards this topic as he said, "With your power, you can make the world bow to the absolute God." Charlie's eyes widened as Mikhail added, "Also, demons would enter Heaven, and there would be no Hell."