"Oh my god, it's exactly me!"
The miraculous event unfolded just like that—the various card games promoted by the God of Fiction, though inherently designed to deceive players into spending money, unexpectedly brought the long-separated winged races back together.
Yes, just like how the elves reunited, and how the dwarves formed alliances again.
Similar occurrences played out in the Star Sea more than once, benefiting not just a single race.
The wing race Grand Elders began exchanging cards, phone numbers, and contact information, even organizing sub-tribe gatherings for the sake of a rare card or two. They chatted and laughed as if the history of estrangement among them never existed!
At this art exhibition, representatives from various winged races brought their exhibits to compete. They considered themselves favored clans of Death and frequently spent money on card draws, believing they should receive the blessings of Death and Ignorance.
