Dimensional Descent

Rychard appeared back within a familiar space, his expression the mark of coldness. Every one of his features seemed to have been etched out of a slab of marble, remaining unmoving for several moments past what was natural.

It was only after half of an hour passed that he took his first breath, expelling all of the rage that had built up within him. Looking down at the map piece in his hand, he stored it within a hidden spatial compartment in his belt, his expression returning to a normal baseline as though nothing had happened.

After another deep breath, he steadied himself completely.

There were still a few years left. He already had a lead amongst all the other potential heirs and this would have just placed him far above them. But, since things had ended like this, he would have to find another way to end this competition for good.

He had still managed to gain the Fourth Dimensional layer. If he combined it with the Third Dimensional layer, should he be lucky enough, he might not have to worry about not having received the Fifth Dimensional layer.

'By now, the others should have found the stars I'm looking for. I'll complete the first two layers first before moving on with the next step of my plan.'

Rychard was about to make a move to communicate with his subordinates covertly, not wanting anyone to know that he had returned just yet, when he realized that he had actually already received a message. Toward this, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

Anyone with the specifications of this talisman knew that he didn't want to be disturbed. The only reason they would dare to reach out to him anyway was if the matter was of the utmost importance.

As expected, Rychard had hardly begun reading into the specifics when his pupils constricted.

related to

Rychard who had seen a lot of things in his life, such a thing couldn't help but make his heart skip a

had been wide and expansive. The number of situations that would have occurred in such a large region

numerous fail safes against the formation of Zones. Although they wouldn't be able to stop them from being formed, what they could do

of this was. But, the answer was plain as long

had truly stepped foot into medieval France. If he had wanted, he could have learned what most historians

died centuries ago. If he had wanted, he could have learned even what underwear Joan wore on a daily basis, it was just that all of this information was meaningless to him as a person from

who, at the height of their powers, ruled over several galaxies and stood atop Seventh Dimensional worlds? In that case, wouldn't a single Zone be a gateway to a wealth of information they

depending on the situation. Some conspiracy theorists believed that things like the former Egyptian Empires were formed by aliens, some others even believed in lost cities of gold or mythical cities like

as well? What sort of secrets might

led to

all over their Empire while they were still reigning, wouldn't these Zones also give their enemies a chance at their

might say at this point that it wasn't like Zones were safe havens. After all, if Leonel had wanted to learn the secrets of the French, he would have still had to put his life on

of this