I mean, depending on your outlook on life, this would either be a wonderful or terrible afterlife. More likely it's some kind of other plane of existence, which is far above my understanding.

[ He stretches a bit, tail sweeping over the ground where he's sitting. ]

Either way, despite my enjoyment of exploring new things, I'm not really that happy to be here. However, of all the bullshit planes to be trapped in, it's not as bad as it could be. Just missing pillows and wine.