In the Illusory Realm, you can see beautiful elves dazzling everyone at the Hunters' Association, tough dwarves piloting their own robots in free-for-all training matches, elegant mermaids splashing water at the silly members of their own species in a stretch of underground river, and agile beastfolk hawking the beasts they have caught on the streets.
All kinds of life coexist here.
What? You saw a species that gets hunted down by other races, but is also treated as a trusted friend by some of them?
Oh, that one. That's the human race.
There's a saying in the Illusory Realm: If you pay enough, humans will do anything.
Every race that has met humans has a different opinion of them.
An elf who wished to remain anonymous said, "Some humans need to show a little restraint. Stop picking every last medicinal herb we grow! How many times have we told you to leave some behind for seeds? If I catch anyone doing it again, I'll nail their hand to a gravestone in the Dark Forest!"
The dwarven representative cheerfully gave his name: "I'm Mork. Humans are welcome to buy our dwarven specialty, the fully automated combat robot that follows you around! Made with high-strength alloy, it boasts exceptional impact resistance and mobility! It has a spirit-stone sensor installed, so it follows its owner's every whim! It can analyze the battlefield in real time, identify friend from foe, and respond rapidly..."
Those of you here to advertise, please move along.
The naturally haughty mermaids don't much care for making public appearances. Pass.
As for the beastfolk... they're busy collecting the prey the humans hunted for them.
Theme: Life goes on and on
