I am astounded by the impeccable precision of God's justice system. As I contemplate my impending future after death, my understanding of being destined for the fifth universe fuels my curiosity. With an air of reassurance, Gabriel interjects, emphasizing the unwavering mercy of the divine. He reminds me that my journey to the fifth world holds countless opportunities for advancement, urging me never to lose hope. Just as Gabriel is preparing to depart, he adds, "There are other missions that may pique your interest in the second and third universes. When the time comes, I will inform you of these endeavors. Furthermore, keep in mind that you have only scratched the surface of life's vast expanse, acquainted with but a mere fraction of the countless complexities that dwell within these majestic universes."

As I arrive at the main house, Carol can be found engrossed in her usual gardening routine. Her personal sanctuary, spanning a vast 2000 square feet, sits within the expansive confines of her father's 2000-acre farm. Carefully stepping out of the recently leased space car provided by the agency, I warmly greet Carol. A smile graces her face as she responds, "Seems like you had a good day." Returning her smile, I mention, "I had a brief conversation with Gabriel on the way home." With genuine curiosity, Carol inquires, "Interesting! What transpired between the two of you?" Contemplating for a moment, I reply, "It appears there are still some training sessions I have yet to undergo." Carol's surprise is evident as she questions, "What sort of training? Is it dangerous?" Shaking my head, I reassure her, "I believe not. Gabriel did not indicate any potential hazards."

We gather together in the main house for dinner. Carol's mother shares with me that my grandfather has left a message, urgently requesting me to call him as soon as I arrive home. Naturally inquisitive, I inquire, "Did he mention the reason for his call?" Carol's mother shakes her head, indicating that no specific details were mentioned, only to call him immediately. Intrigued by the mystery surrounding the message, I decide to waste no time and promptly dial the number, reaching the residence where my grandparents reside. On the other end, my grandfather's voice greets me, informing, "We have made plans to visit the farm this upcoming weekend." This revelation only serves to deepen my curiosity. I share with Carol, "They are coming here, but it's strange that they didn't inform your mother." Offering an understanding smile, Carol explains, "Well, you know Grandpa. He wanted to personally inform you about their visit, and there might be something he wishes to discuss regarding your encounter with his highness, Gabriel." I nod, acknowledging her words. Despite this, a seed of doubt lingers within me concerning Carol's explanation. Reluctant to call my grandfather once again to inquire about the cryptic phone call and unsure of what secrets await me during the upcoming weekend, I deliberate internally, knowing there must be a valid reason for the enigma I am about to uncover.

It is a Saturday morning, and both my parents and Grandpa arrived at the farm the previous afternoon. Due to the hectic nature of their arrival, I haven't had the chance to converse with my grandfather yet. Following breakfast, Grandpa beckons me to his quarters, wasting no time as he begins to speak, "I am aware that his holiness, Gabriel, may be sending you on a mission to the second and third universes. Hence, I called to ensure you would be available this weekend." Grandpa continues, "As you may already know, the first universe, our current realm, places utmost importance on self-preservation. Here, every individual struggles to save themselves. However, in the other universes, life continues similarly, with humanity holding a position of dominance over other species. But, the rules governing these realms differ significantly." "For instance," he explains, "the priorities within the second and third universes, as well as the fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh, diverge significantly from those in our own universe."

My grandpa's words leave me utterly perplexed, and before I can make sense of it all, Gabriel materializes beside us. "I would have preferred your grandfather to fully elaborate on your destination and the regulations governing the other universes," Gabriel comments. "Notably, it is abundantly clear to me that you have yet to grasp how the system operates. Understandably, it is no easy task," Gabriel continues, his voice tinged with understanding. "As an inhabitant of the First World, residing on planet Earth, the influence of the six distinct sets of survival regulations in the realms above, along with the laws of the first universe, impact you." Grandpa resumes speaking, conveying Gabriel's words, "Prepare yourself to journey alongside me into the second universe. You will undertake a mission lasting forty years, allowing you ample time to acquaint yourself with life there until complete comprehension is achieved." Gabriel interjects once more, reassuring me, "Additionally, you need not fret about the length of time you will spend in that realm. As you have previously experienced, what may appear as years there will merely consume mere minutes of your life on Earth."

As Gabriel's words reach their conclusion, an overwhelming sensation engulfs me, causing me to collapse onto the couch, resembling someone unconscious or influenced by potent drugs. In this strange state, I witness an extraordinary occurrence: my body begins to swell, resembling a balloon, while my vantage point shifts higher and farther above the Earth, gazing down at the farm. Passing through the firewall that separates the first and second universes, an unsettling burn engulfs my astral body for a fleeting moment. Abruptly, I find myself reborn into a small yet intellectually accomplished family. Gazing at my infant form, a sense of melancholy washes over me, swiftly replaced by the absurdity of being a mature, thirty-six-year-old man encapsulated within the vessel of an innocent child, all within a matter of seconds.

Without delay, Gabriel manifests before me, cautioning, "Remain silent and refrain from any actions or revealing glances that could potentially divulge your true identity. Doing so may jeopardize the mission's purpose." My new mother draws near as she converses with her husband, uttering in an excited tone, "Rob, we have carefully selected the finest genes from the incubator." Rob, her husband, responds with confidence, "Indeed, I wholeheartedly believe this child will have a remarkable future ahead."