February 15, 177 HE - William Martin.
William didn't talk after that. He didn't explain himself. He didn't try to defend his actions or contemplate whether they were lies, because deep down, he knew they were true. His soul winced and twisted at the remarks of his inner darkness yet accepted it as the truth.
Around him were men of strength. Around him was a place of cultivating strength. A gym with absurd weights that surpassed the boundaries of human potential. Clang! Clang! Clang!
Deadlifts wracked up to thousands of pounds. Despite this being his second visit, William wasn't too surprised at the level of power. This was the afterlife with gods and demons—of course Olympic records were seen as a joke.
