I saw over sixty handsome and strong male warriors noisily running from afar. They were of various races: humans, elves, half-elves, werewolves, dragons, giants... There were also serpentfolk, avianfolk, and lizardfolk, along with some beastly races Aiwass did not recognize.
Except for the Son of the Moon, goblins, and dwarves, almost all mainstream races of the Material Realm were represented.
—Even trolls were present!
Although the races were different and even opposed each other—these dead people seemed to have a good relationship. After all, everyone was dead, and regardless of their stance in life, they were equal after death.
Aiwass watched them rushing over, feeling a sense of excitement like brothers going online together.
...Hey, wait. There are familiar faces too.
Aiwass's eyes lit up as he immediately spotted a familiar figure.
It was Lancelot!
