Dimensional Descent

The idea of someone standing against the world seemed like something great and valiant to do. Just thinking about it made one's blood boil. There were maybe few other things that could elicit a person's pride than this.

However, what if the person tasked with such a thing was just a little girl of barely ten years old? What if she was subject to the silence of all the most powerful men and women of a Kingdom, all of whom were staring down toward her with varying expressions…

Shock… Apprehension… Disgust…

The little princess stood in a flowing white dress, her innocent faint still smiling as she placed her little hands on a crystal three times the size of her body. Her large black eyes sparkled as she watched the flowing black lights. It all looked particularly beautiful to her.

She didn't seem to notice the reaction of those around her. She was simply ignorant to them. Her mind was still a blank slate. How could she ever think that she would be shunned by something completely out of her control?

"Wow, pretty!"

The little princess giggled.

It was the same giggle that caused the hearts of those around her to flutter. It even cracked the expressions of those that were looking toward her little body with disgust.

King Arthur and Queen Guinevere looked toward their daughter with shock, not able to understand what they were seeing.

King Arthur was a Light Magus, a talent rarely seen across several centuries.

Queen Guinevere was a Water Magus. She too was a rare talent and even awakened a Variant Affinity that tended toward ice.

How the daughter that was the product of their union could possibly be a Dark Magus was completely unknown to them. Was this what they called fate?

Tears fell down Guinevere's delicate features as she kneeled down and hugged her daughter who was still ignorant to how her life had just changed. As for King Arthur, he didn't know how to react.

he who insisted on making their daughter's affinity ceremony a public event. He thought that this would be a great opportunity to affirm the standing of their Royal

hadn't known his daughter's affinity, he was certain that she was very talented. Ever since Pope Margrave began to heal her, she displayed an intelligence and wit far beyond her age. There

spreading across the crystal's face made it all very obvious. Not only

of it

are you

that she took her eyes off the pretty

Even if she was mostly ignorant of the

I

these words, Queen Guinevere felt her

spoke, his expression not giving way for

of the court

shook his head, watching all of this from start to finish. Was this how superstition worked? Even to the point of forsaking one's own daughter? If it wasn't for the fact the little princess was in fact a princess, maybe she would have

little girl, things weren't ending here, they

…

did you just say to me?! You want my daughter to do

hoarse screech. She couldn't

that she couldn't believe them, but rather

the man she loved say such words? Was this really the

wife's reaction. Had what he said really been so bad? He couldn't help but

this? I only want to protect our

keeping her out of the public eye?" Guinevere's lips curled into a sneer. "All you want to do is protect your precious Kingdom. If you have to sacrifice your daughter's freedom and happiness, you wouldn't

you really think it's possible for her to live a normal life right now? What kind of

can't even say your own daughter's