Who are these people

As my father lay dying on his bed, my mother was her usual uncaring self. She was on the phone while grandpa lied with only me there.

"Listen, some of my friends already know my health has been on the decline. They will be coming to say their goodbyes. I need you to let them all in. No matter what they look like or what you think of them, let them all in. If they are here, they were a dear friend during our time." Grandpa said to me before another of his coughing fits.

"Ok, grandpa. I love you." I said wiping the tears from my eyes before going to get him a glass of water to ease the pain of his throat. Now that he said it, I had never seen him cough or talk about his life ending in all the years I knew him. He was a great grandpa and I would miss him dearly.

Just as I gulped down my first glass of water, the doorbell rung for the first time. A towering man stood on the other side of the door. He was older but in incredible shape. Something about him was familiar but I was sure I had never seen this giant of a man. Without so much as a motion, he made his way directly to my grand father.

'Odd.' I thought as I walked back to get more water but for grandpa this time. I couldn't help but cry as I stood while the glass filled. He had a special cup that was the only thing he would drink from. It was almost like a wine glass except it was a touch bigger and was made from something else. It also had a blood-like liquid inside the glass that swished around as the cup moved.

Grandfather's house was 1-story so the kitchen was on the opposite end from his room with a living room and 2 other bed rooms in between. This was the house he always lived in. There were no neighbors around or really anyone except the wild life who had an oddly close relationship with grandfather.

They were all perched around the house as grandfather lay there sick. They had been like that for the last few days when his sickness got especially bad.

When I hit the central hallway someone's voice echoed in my head. It gave me a shock along with the expected scare.

"Come let me in, child." The voice said raspy. Even as dark as it seemed, it was endearing and filled with love for my grandfather. But when I opened the door, only a cloaked figure stood on the other side. The face was covered in darkness but he had a two long cosplay horns sticking out from his hood. They were grossly realistic, though, which made me wonder but that was a question for another time.

Through the day, others arrived. 3 others like the horned one, 11 other men and women like the first comer but most had other builds, 6 extremely well off men, 8 normal people with the same strange device on their arms, 3 abnormally tall and lanky figures, 2 of the outside alpacas, a strange thing called a Haeldron and many others it would take too long to describe.

The most odd of the bunch were certainly the group of 4. But I decided it was not a good time to ask about their cosplays.

After a few hours of people and things coming, one last arrived. This one stood and talked to me, though, as the others only cared about grandpa.

"What is wrong, my child?" He asked as he stood at the door watching me sob. He was extremely gentle and nurturing.

"My grandpa has always been there for me. He's the closest thing I have and losing him is unbearable. He can't go. He's all I have. I am sure you've had the misfortune of seeing my mother. She's like that with her own father and child." I said wiping my eyes of tears.

"I have met your mother quite a lot over the many years I have known her. She wasn't always like that. She used to be rather loving in fact. But that is a story for another time. She is in pain just as you, little one. This is the only way she knows how to deal with this.

Your grandfather has always been a great man. He has helped all of us in his life. But it is time to let him rest. He has had a very VERY long life and deserves to rest. We all came to see him off across the river as he has done with more than 1 of us. He will be missed by the whole world past, present, and future. You are his blood. You deserve to say your goodbyes even more than the rest of us. Have some time with him on his last journey." The figure said in a whisper.

I could tell from his voice he was very old; older than anyone I had ever met or seen by at least a few years except for grandpa. It was always extremely hard to gauge grandpa's age and he had a habit of skating by my questions.

Most of the figures had some sort of covering on when they came into the house so I hadn't any idea what most of them looked like. As I was walked to the room with this cloaked man, I saw them all.

The group of 4 were certainly not cosplayers. They were something otherworldly. Most of these things were except the alpacas. The four though, were still by far the most peculiar. 2 of them had black skin with orange fiery cracks in their skin. The other two of the group were light blue angelic figures which meant the fiery ones were demons.

There were emperors here, the alpacas, some kind of deities, immortals of some capacity, the Haeldron was something entirely different, a few mythical beasts taken human form when they entered, and the one who guided me in was the fabled reaper of souls himself: death. The only ones I couldn't figure out where the device holders. I had no idea what was on their arms.

My grandfather laid in bed not at all surprised by what was standing with him in the room. I, though, was totally losing my mind. I read about all of these things in books, fiction books. The well off ones were long dead, or presumed dead, emperors. They included Gilgamesh, Qin Shi Huang, Augustus Caesar, Nefertiti, and 2 others I had no idea the identities of.

Seeing all these famed identities standing together with my grandfather was too much and I fainted to no one's surprise.

When I awoke later, Death was holding a glass of water sitting next to the bed. I was lying next to my grandfather as they all laughed and remembered.

"What, what happened Grandpa?" I said rubbing my head as I sat up. "I thought there were a bunch of mythical beings here."

Just as I finished my sentence, Death stood back up and walked over to the group. I wasn't dreaming. They were all here.

"These are all my friends from life. I told you they were quite the group." My grandfather laughed free of worries. At least one of us was happy.

I was having a mental break from seeing all these things piled together in one room. One would have been shock enough but over 30? My chest started to hurt as I grabbed it and laid back down.

"Breathe, my child." Death said as he watched me emotionlessly. "It is not your time. I will not take you today. Your grandfather deserves only the highest respect. The rest of the humans are safe for today." Death said as he waved his hand and suddenly I was back to my usual self; no heavy breathing or headache or anything.

"What...is all this?" I asked looking around the room clearly for the first time. There were so many questions running through my head. Some were about the identities of the things here and others about why they were here.

"Well that is quite a hard question indeed." My grandfather laughed. This elicited a hearty laugh from all the others. They were all great friends from the looks of it. But my grandpa was just a semi regular man from what I could tell. He never threw lightning bolts or hurled pressurized air balls at people or anything of the sort. He was inhumanely young looking but I never really thought anything of it since no one else did.

"What would you like to know specifically, my child." Death said trying to direct my questions. He called me 'my child' every time he talked to me which did catch my attention after the second time.

"How are all of you here? Let's start with that." I asked as I looked intently at the demons and angels. Even seeing everyone else here, they were the odd ones out.

"There are many stories for each of my friends. Who would you like to know first?" My grandfather said heartily.

"Well, let's go in order of oddity I guess. Start with the human emperors. Never thought I'd say that." I said with a chuckle holding my head in my hands.

"Well, it goes like this..." He started.