Forget everything you know about the afterlife. These are the proverbs that no one knows about. Jenavia has been a lux, a type of "angel" sent to earth to convert bad souls into being good souls, ever since she entered Caelum. After countless missions where she's failed to save souls from eternal damnation, she's finally been given a mission so important that it came from the big one themselves. Alex Young is by far one of the worst kind of men Jenavia has ever encountered on a mission. Lustful, greedy, narcissistic - basically just an all-around piece of shite. Yet, he's the one that determines whether the afterlife as Jenavia knows it crumbles like the Roman empire. Of all the lux, why did it have to be her? All characters and plotlines are of the author's own imagination, and she apologizes for any real world similarities, as they were not her intention. Any plagirization of this story with be subjected to Wattpad's copyright infringement terms.