Dimensional Descent

Leonel looked forward. He didn't seem to notice the appearance of the other Emperors because his eyes were still on the Spirituals Emperor.

He slowly stood from the ground. It even looked like he had simply descended all by himself, his legs hardly bending when he hit the ground.

He stepped out from the crater, rising into the air once again. The dust that fell around him couldn't seem to reach his body at all.

This man was, indeed, the Emperor of the Spirituals, Emperor Ridryn. This wasn't a man who had been seen by his own people in hundreds of years. And yet, oddly enough, he had appeared here, and maybe even more odd than that, Leonel's father had recognized him in a single glance.

'Was this about dad the entire time?' Leonel thought to himself.

These people had begun to attack the Human Domain immediately. But if that was their goal, why did they wait so long to appear? Why was it that it took Leonel killing so many for this to come to fruition? This might have still been acceptable, after all, maybe they were biding their time and waiting for the right moment to expose their true strength. But then why did none of them pay much attention to Leonel?

Someone else might answer that Leonel was too insignificant, but would Leonel think about himself that way? Also, could someone insignificant kill more Ancestors in a day than the number that had fallen for centuries?

Leonel pinched his forehead harder.

both felt sharper than it ever had,

'Dammit!'

and more frustrated, but

one other person... a particular white-haired beauty that stood high in

indeed dangerous,' Anya

what someone would become, the kind of heartache and carnage they would cause, should you kill them while they were still in their

didn't know the answer to that question, but seeing Leonel now, she felt that maybe she wouldn't have to answer it. After all,

you. But this is still not enough. How about you all stop playing around

the Rapax was present... Uh'Cerax. It seemed that the weight of their little prince's words might be enough to sway the lower reaches of the Rapax, but those at the very top still

most definitely correct. This wasn't

the skies, four colored bridges appeared, arcing through the air in a fine mist that made them look like rainbows. One was

slowly but surely, four figures appeared. This time, Velasco

Green hair and green eyes. Golden hair and