Dimensional Descent

The two young men seemed to ride a wave of weapon Force, landing on their pillars with a bang. Despite the seniority of those around them, their visages were the picture of indifference. It was clear at a glance why they were chosen to carry the future of their families.

Alejandro didn't bother to close his eyes once again and he had long since regained his composure. He angled his head to the skies, seemingly waiting to see if anyone else would appear.

This was unlikely, whether it was the Void Palace or Shield Cross Stars, they were both committed to neutrality, and everyone else of note was already present. Plus, the Void Palace wasn't made up of families and organizations like this, while Shield Cross Stars, although they were, were very invested in not placing any sort of nepotism front and center for obvious reasons.

"It seems like everyone is here," Alejandro said lightly.

Although his voice was soft, it easily traveled to everyone.

"The purpose of this gathering is to discuss the finalized rules of the Heir Wars, however..."

Alejandro's gaze flashed with lightning, the clouds above darkening.

"The Morales family and I, as their Patriarch, would like to make something very clear first.

"First, Earth has never been our target. The secrets of the Morales family are beyond your understanding, and if you think that the hot blood that runs through our veins is capable of taking advantage of a fledgling world which is yet to be capable of standing on its own two feet..."

CRACK! BooM!

the skies, a suffocating BOOM echoing through all their hearts and pressing down

you're assigning too much of your

gaze flashed like

needed your acknowledgement, nor will we ever need it. If you think you've forced our hand by causing this change in the Heir Wars, you're nothing short

read between the lines with us.

And that's as a reminder to you all that the dignity of

we've decided to keep this small reminder on a stage the younger generation can claim,

pressing forward, thinking that numbers will oppress us and

Human Domain first, or if outsiders will. Feel free to take your pick, and while you're at it, be sure to

to echo and Alejandro's voice had gone from a light whisper to a booming cadence. Those from

Morales were a group of madmen, but never had they expected that they

was the final line the Morales were drawing,

unable to control his true self. The pressure of so many families sitting around him made his blood boil, his Spear

don't know what's good for you. My blade has been sheathed for too

up from the ground, landing by Alejandro with a light cough

the best recently. His words are correct, though, it's best that we keep this to the younger generation, the patience of the older is

gaze

anyone and we do not change our plans for the sake of the pressure of outsiders. I,

the same as it alwavs has been and you all can experience what every generation of Morales has experienced. If you do not like the rules. feel free to complain, though those complaints will