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?

the main priority of the Ascension Empire was to increase the population of Earth which had been whittled to strikingly few after the Metamorphosis; To increase from

shocking change; the people of Terrain who should have taken five generations to become true

was bestowed by Emperor Fawkes himself which was also a large part of the reason

they got a chance; 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

the vast majority of the former people of Terrain whole heartedly

their choice to wage war against Earth; it had always been the choice of a few

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

four families. They too had watched their youths die one after another. They too felt

like a tempest. seemingly wanting to shred Simeon to pieces with nothing more than their

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 air to quake.

light shot

sneer returned. "Now your Emperor 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

into the skies, tearing through the clouds and appearing

became clear that it wasn't Emperor Fawkes at all, but rather a young man wielding a saber easily

every person of

none other than their prince,

the air with a violent look in his eyes. He was a man that rarely showed any sort of emotion at all, but hearing the piercing words

corpses, a fiendish green radiance burst from his body, causing the skies to dark and the

gaze soon after, his raised hand continuing to descend and point forward. A mere prince of this backwater place? Who the hell cared if he