Dimensional Descent

1832 Mourning These families were all fighting back so hard against Earth, not realizing that this was doing nothing other than hindering their own progress.

Aleck hesitated for the first time in a long while. Assimilating with Earth wasn't just about power, but they felt like they were losing a part of themselves in doing so. Although their World Spirit would eventually give way no matter what they did, unless they could somehow conquer Earth, it still felt... off, almost like they were abandoning their ancestors.

Leonel chuckled a bit inwardly, not pressing Aleck very hard. In truth, the Patriarch had already exceeded his expectations in this regard. The man was much smarter than he had originally given him credit for.

Ultimately, this was a problem of the Human Domain, not just Earth. Humans weren't a cohesive whole, nor did they follow the same strict sort of hierarchy standards and paths that other races did. This was both their strength and their greatest weakness.

To a Rapax, being assimilated by another Rapax family might feel bad, but they were ultimately the same people, with the same heritage, and the same culture and thoughts. More importantly, they also all followed the same paths.

In the human race, there were no obvious markers of nobility and peasant, or the greater thans and lesser thans. This caused those at the bottom of the rung to have a chance to climb up so long as they put in enough effort and got lucky enough, but it was also the reason why even with such obvious benefits right before them, these families were reluctant to take the obvious choice.

Aleck took a breath and closed his eyes.

When he opened them again, they had some resolution in them.

"You say that if we assimilate, our evolutionary potential will rise?"

My grandfather also has a method of shortening the five generation period and allowing your talents

so, without these contributions, you'll be able to directly take part in the evolution of your resources. Your weaker territories will quickly catch up, and your

slowly and pressed a hand to his chest. He took a deep breath

when he

was clearly distraught by this decision. Leonel felt that he

I too heartless on this topic? Or is there something else

of them even had to be held back by others, but there was clear murderous intention in their

Earth. The only Earth he knew was a single united nation under the Ascension Empire. Skin tone, race, culture,

such a visceral reaction related to one's pride in their country

any number of smaller nations that may have led better lives by obediently handing the reins over to a large nation, but how many of them chose to do that? How many wanted to

Leonel their everything, but when it came to

gaze softened and his oppressive air cooled somewhat. Still, somewhere deep inside, he felt like there

of the first four to succeed, I should have received a quarter of the World Spirit with a chance to fuse them into

It chose.. could the World

was true, then wouldn't the World Spirit have all the same instincts as any other living being?

that was the case, what would be the best way to do that? Wouldn't it be to stoke an