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!

suffocating BOOM echoing

too much of your inferiority toward

flashed like

Morales family and 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 think you've forced our hand by causing this change in the Heir Wars, you're nothing short of mistaken, and in the worst

do not need subliminal messaging, nor do you need to read between the lines with us. There is

you all that the dignity

the dangers that it is facing, we've decided to keep this small reminder on a stage the younger generation can claim, but this

forward, thinking that numbers will oppress us and force us to take a step back, we will see what

first, or if outsiders will. Feel free to take your pick, and while you're

light whisper to a booming

had they expected that they would rather war against the whole Human Domain

was the final line the Morales were drawing,

around him made his blood boil, his Spear

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

moment, a figure rose up from the ground, landing

the best recently. His words are correct, though, it's best that we keep this to the younger

gaze

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

of the gathering will 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.