Benji is an angel who hasn't quite found his true purpose in eternal life. He looks up to his brother, a guardian angel, and hopes that maybe he too can find something important that calls to him. He feels that his life is more or less perfect aside from his minor imperfections, until all that is changed when he is kidnapped by a Sin and presented to Death himself as a present.
With this, Benji is thrown into a new life of confusion and secrets. Why does everyone hate Death and his friends and family when they are such nice people - if a bit eccentric? And why does Benji get this aching feeling in either his heart or stomach when he sees the lord of death?
Most of all, which kind of love is the right love?
[WARNING: Contains explicit content]