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.

constantly thinking about worthless, meaningless things. Somehow his mind both felt sharper than it ever had, and slower, as though it was something other than his intelligence that was

'Dammit!'

He was getting more and more frustrated, but he didn't know

Leonel. Well, there was one other person... a particular white-haired beauty that stood high in the skies with a careful and gentle

indeed dangerous,' Anya

knew what someone would become, the kind of heartache and carnage they would cause, should you kill them while they were still in their cradle? Would that make you a moral person? Or would that make you more evil than the

seeing Leonel now, she felt that maybe she wouldn't have to answer it. After all, that dangerous bloodlust would be picked up by

But this is still not enough. How about you all

Race, Venxina. The Emperor of the Spirituals, Ridryn. The Emperor of the Beast Domain... Abyss. Even the Emperor of 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 acted

most definitely

four colored bridges appeared, arcing through the air in a fine mist that made them look like rainbows. One was blue, one was green, one was yellow, and the

This time, Velasco didn't

Green hair and green eyes. Golden hair and golden