62. Filial Piety Has Always Been Azeroth's Precious Intangible Cultural Heritage

(Extra chapter for brother "Book Friend 20170816215224737" [1/5])

When Mueh'zala appeared at the Well of Souls in the center of The Other Side, taking the form of a giant spirit with the fury of having been disturbed, causing the earth to quake and the mountains to shake, Diakum had just finished off every Maw creature in The Other Side.

The Vigilant's method of solving problems was brutally simple: he gathered all those Mawsworn together and AoE'd them.

In the most literal sense.

Once the Mawsworn attacking him had clustered together, a Solar Fist crashed down like a meteor. The battle ended amid black ashes dancing through the sky.

Hmm, these ashes were rather different from the remains left behind when enemies in the material world were incinerated.

Demons and undead reduced to ash by Diakum in the material world at least left behind some usable "materials." But here in the Shadowlands, once these Death Warriors forged in The Maw were ignited by the Holy Light, all the anima within them vanished amid the impact of power.

Their final "value of existence" was utterly destroyed in this manner, leaving behind only meaningless ash-like powder drifting through The Other Side.

Locals generally called this stuff Stygia. It represented the final trace left behind after an individual who had once existed was erased. It was the most merciless and agonizing form of death.

It even transcended the very concept of "death."

Stygia was cold and gloomy. The black ashes drifted around Diakum, who had just finished warming up, attempting to steal more light and heat through contact. Yet the paladin standing tall like the sun feared no such final malice.

He merely planted both hands on his Sunstrider warhammer, raised his head, and gazed at the excessively "huge" Mueh'zala before him.

It was