Dimensional Descent

The location was the deck of a spaceship. However, to call it as such would be doing a great disservice to the true magnitude of the behemoth that hung among the celestial bodies of this particular solar system. It almost felt far more appropriate to call it a starship.

Of course, this would be an exaggeration. True Starships were at a minimum capable of rivaling a moon in size while the largest of them could lived up to their namesake and could stand side by side with suns. This one, however, was 'just' ten kilometers in length, hovering outside the Milky Way's Fold of Reality.

A distance away from this junior starship was a planet that hovered on neutral ground. It wasn't currently claimed by any major powers of the Milky Way Guild and was actually meant to act as a relay station to the starship.

Leonel, who had appeared on this planet with his brothers to his back couldn't help but chuckle.

Before Leonel, a middle-aged man with a cold expression stood. His left eye had been replaced by a rolling bronze eyeball and his right was covered in a monocle. Currently, he was the one responsible for manning the teleportation station to the starship hovering overhead.

This planet was an edge planet. It existed at the very border of a Fold of Reality and was valuable for its use as a jumping point. But, outside of that, it was quite barren and lacked in resources. So, not much unlike the asteroid gas station Heira had gone to for the sake of reporting Leonel, there was hardly anyone here.

It wasn't just Leonel who had come. Noah and Jessica were present, along with Tyrron and the Moon people. However, they were all infuriated as well.

excuse piggybacking off of a rule that didn't exist, but they had even insulted the intelligence of the people of Earth a step further

in. Since he had chosen to approach every situation like this until he was forced not to, then he would follow through with that choice, even if it seemed blatantly obvious that the purpose of these people was not

Leonel spoke to the middle aged man. "Since we are already here, why not come down? We are more than willing to have this battle. However, stepping on your

fact that they could pick the location of this planet inherently made it not neutral to begin with. If they could set up teleportation stations here, who was to

chose to attempt

thoughts from just a few days ago were still weighing on his mind. He didn't want to think of his enemies as 'others'. He wanted to think of them as future subjects that he would one day subdue, people no different from himself. He was consciously trying to fight back against his own human nature to form ingroups and outgroups. As such, he

Leonel was going to find out very soon was the fact that sometimes it simply didn't matter how charismatic or nice you were. Often times, logic was irrelevant as well. At a certain point, only those

this… The middle-aged man's lip curled into a crooked sneer as though only a single half of his

as possible," he said. "However, if you don't want this olive branch, we'll directly use this planet as

called them here to battle or even have these peace talks. They had been called here as a display of their strength and also

their trump cards like they didn't have the ability to

disgusting part of it… Was that they

teleport to this so-called 'neutral' ground. And yet, instead of this neutral ground being the

wasn't the turn of others to speak. But, having been following Leonel for so long, a man who didn't really care about