Dimensional Descent

Chapter 755 - Godhood

Raoulin didn't say a word as he followed his father. Even though he had been to this garden almost every day of his life without ever seeing this staircase, he still didn't say anything.

He knew his father well. Even as his son, he didn't dare to take a single step out of line.

His father spoke when, and only when, he wanted to. No question, no words, no insult, could ever budge him from his own pace of doing things.

However, the more Raoulin saw, the more he found it difficult not to say a word.

The underground space was impossibly vast. At first, Raoulin thought that it must span at least the whole garden. Then he became certain that it spanned at least the whole Castle. But, by the end, he wasn't even certain if even the entire Royal City was as large as it.

There was nothing but a large grey expanse held up by pilar that muster have been at least a hundred meters tall and ten meters thick. Just standing by one of them could make one feel like an ant without goal or purpose. And, just walking within such a large space made one feel as though you would never reach your destination.

Yet, though it took several hours, they eventually did.

From start to finish, as though to allow his son to soak everything in, Alexandre never increased his pace. He took one step after another, his feet perfectly spaced and the cadence of the to of his shoes resonating in perfect, controlled harmony.

It was then they reached those doors, those very doors that Raoulin would never forget so long as he lived.

Compared to the pillars they weren't very tall, just ten meters or so. Yet, their presence was so much larger that Raoulin felt as though he was being suffocated.

expanse of grey. They were cast in a heavy, solid bronze. Even without trying to open them personally, Raoulin felt that he would never have

it. The more one stared at it, the more it felt like

finding himself imagining the

reach down from nowhere

nose erupting in a rain of blood that almost made him pass out completely. The only reason he didn't was because he knew

father could always have another son,

stay on his feet, his jaw trembling as he grit his teeth. He bit down so hard that a tooth of his cracked in half, almost splintering completely through. But, it was

even a faint acknowledgement, Alexandre placed his palms on the doors

But, what he saw

in his life, the King who seemed to hold the world in the palm

fervor that the banging of his forehead against the ground made

traveled up and into the room, only to find that within the entire expanse, there was nothing but a singular

river of flowing energy hovering around it without a sound. There was nothing present to even

Moments later, Alexandre stood.

"Give me the girl."

"… Ah, yes…"

girl over to his father. Despite the fact the both of them stepped into the room, Alexandre didn't say anything about his son having to kowtow. Instead, he began

being is separated

girl hadn't reacted

live in, is nothing more than the Fifth Dimension. However, even then, most who live upon it are just of the Fourth Dimension

would be. One would have expected crimson blood to flow out, and that it did. However, there were