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!

BOOM echoing through all their hearts

much of your inferiority

flashed like

I don't give a damn whether you believe us or not. We have never needed your acknowledgement, nor will we ever need it. If you

subliminal messaging, nor do you need to read between the lines with us. There is one and only one reason

to you all that the dignity

of the Human Domain and the dangers that it is facing, we've decided to keep this small reminder on a stage the younger

will oppress us and force us to

outsiders will. Feel free to take your pick,

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

a group of madmen, but never had they expected that they would rather war against the whole Human

Morales were drawing,

around him made his blood boil, his Spear Force threatening to rage out of control. Even an Eighth Dimensional expert had appeared, how could his blood

you don't know what's good for

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

everyone, my father's temper has been the best recently. His words are correct, though, it's best that we keep this to the younger generation,

swept a gaze across

our plans for the sake of the pressure of outsiders. I, as the eldest brother of the Nova Generation, speak for my brothers when I say whether you all participate or not, makes little to no difference. Our real competition was ourselves

be 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 likely