Dimensional Descent

After a long while; Simeon seemed to finally remember where he was and he snapped out of his thoughts; casually looking down toward the fort beneath him; Despite the fact fire power capable of blasting the moon to pieces was trained on him; his expression didn't flicker even a single time;

Simeon's hands clapped close in the air as though he was closing an invisible book; Everything about his actions were casual and unhurried;

"Where is your Emperor? Why has he not come out to see me yet?"

Simeon's words were soft but they spread with an insuppressible might; He didn't seem to take Emperor Fawkes seriously at all, directly asking him to make his presence known;

Fury surged in the hearts of the citizens of Earth; Emperor Fawkes was a God in all of their hearts; The prestige he had built up from the Third Dimensional realms into the Seventh Dimensional realms was incomparably solid; As much as the people also had Leonel in their hearts, erasing hundreds of years of near worship in just a handful of years was impossible;

In addition; as far as everyone else saw it; Leonel's accomplishments; and Noah's for the matter; were only right; After all; how could Emperor Fawkes have inferior grandchildren? Every time they accomplished something mighty; it was actually only bolstering Emperor Fawkes in the eyes of the people;

As a result. in return for his words. Simeon only received nothing but silence. however this sort of silence was harmonious in its symphony; Billions of gazes looked into the skies. their expressions just the same;

Simeon suddenly sneered; "A collection of ants; Since your Emperor refuses to give me an explanation for the slaughter of my people, then that makes this matter even simpler; A debt of blood must be repaid with blood;

"Wipe out half the population of Earth and imprison the other half; That should be about enough to weigh evenly;"

The words of Simeon couldn't have been more demeaning. Not mentioning the sheer number of Earthlings who had died during the first descent of the four families. how could a few dozen or even hundred lives compare to the billions on Earth currently?

of Earth which had been whittled to strikingly few after the Metamorphosis; To increase from a population of just millions

generations to become true citizens of Earth only took a single one under

which was also a large part of the reason

Some of the more pessimistic among them thought that this was all a lie and they would never gain such a chance; But in a twist of fate; they could see with their own eyes as their children rose up to become paragons and young elites of

like this, the vast majority of the former people

against Earth; it had always been the choice of a few families and organizations; The rewards gained would have

from Terrain; That barren place wasn't their home, this

They too had watched their youths die one after another.

seemingly wanting to

Simeon waved a hand toward the warriors to his back. Without fail. each of them exuded mighty and unprecedented auras. Their strengths caused even the

golden light shot into

wants to appear? It's far too late for that. Maybe if the mighty Emperor Fawkes falls to his knees I might consider reducing the

of light shot into the skies, tearing through the clouds and appearing tall

cleared, Simeon's sneer paused. At that moment, it became clear that it wasn't Emperor Fawkes at all, but rather a young man wielding a saber easily twice the length of his

every person

than their prince,

of emotion at all, but hearing the piercing words about the man he respected most, his grandfather, the murderous intent in Noah's

Drake's corpses, a fiendish green radiance burst from his body, causing the skies

his raised hand continuing to descend and point forward. A mere prince of this backwater