Seong-Jin decided to try to find someone else. There were two streaks of blue and then brown, he looked up at his own, which was pitch black. He slowly flies towards the blue streak, trying to figure out how to fly better.
"I wonder what everyone else is?"
He says to himself, then remembering one thing the goddess said,
There will be more, you're not the only ones
He stopped midair, scratching his chin. His white hair was a cool contrast to his dark wings. He was wearing the same outfit he wore from when he died. Bloodstains still covered his fancy white shirt, not very stylish but he wasn't about to go shirtless…
He spots a white horse, but once he gets lower he sees the upper body of a human in the place of its head.
He smirks to himself mischievously, landing on the ground behind the centaur, with a loud thud, the ground shaking a bit.
He looks up, his coal-black wings spread out, about five times his arm length. His white hair tousled in the wind, He looks at the white horse, their long platinum hair braided, their white coat. It was incredible to actually see something like this up close.
The only reason he's not going insane is because of all of the mangas he's read.