Dimensional Descent

"He left? Already? Is he an idiot?"

"They only have three hours left, what choice did he have?" A laughing voice responded.

The location was Village 0012 within a cabin built much larger than most of the others around it. Though, the craftsmanship was shoddy. It was clear that the original cabin had been built much smaller before its owner grew more confident and began to put in additional add-ons.

"There's no use in rushing if you're just going off to your death. At this point, we might as well not even waste our time. He'll get himself killed. I don't know how he accustomed himself to the Anarchic Force so quickly, but the concentration here and the concentration in the forest are on two completely different levels."

Within the cabin, two young men sat. They seemed like oddly matched mirror images of one another. The look might have been absolutely perfect had it not been for the fact they wore the exact same uniform everyone else did.

One had a head of white hair and black eyes while the other had a head of black hair and white eyes. The former had skin as dark as night while the latter had skin as bright as day. However, maybe the most interesting thing about them was that their features were identical down to the individual strands of hair on their head and up to the slight slant of their smiles.

These two were from a very prominent family of the Seventh Dimension, the Libra family. If this family were to be put on a scale of one to ten, where one would be the weakest families of the Seventh Dimension and ten would be the strongest, they would likely fall between seven and eight. Simply put, having disciples enter the Void Palace wasn't rare for them in the slightest, and this was especially so with a pair like these two.

The white haired and dark skinned brother, Huon. The black haired and light skinned brother, Droet.

down the competition a bit more. However, it was also clear that they felt that Leonel was unworthy

were those who were at the bottom of the totem pole to begin with. Those

Leonel wasn't a threat, why would they waste their time risking their peak condition for the

though, an unexpected

gaze before putting up their guards. Just because they didn't see Leonel as a threat, didn't mean that there would be other threats to

open the door, though, the person they found was Orinik. And, when they heard what he had to say, the sly and slanted smiles of the two brothers

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he had to do. As annoying as Ossenna was, she had still managed to

to ask to such a task was how? Obviously, this 'how' didn't refer to the logistics of the actual matter, but rather in the more auxiliary matters. For example, where would he build it? Was anywhere fine? And then, the most

of black logs. The second was more subtle but still

realized that his conjectures were correct. Or, at the very least, the first

saw was a vast cloud of fog. As far as the eye

Leonel saw were the tree tops and tree canopies that just barely managed to peek out above the dome of fog. The trees closer to the village were much smaller than the hundred meter tall longs used to construct the walls, but those further only

greatly resistant materials and were likely the very wood that made

hole that was

at least double here, and though that still left it in the parts per several billion range, it was more than enough to leave Leonel streaking naked in the