Dimensional Descent

"A Timeless Event, huh..." Leonel said softly.

"Timeless Events usually happen when the Northern Star reached a new stage. Existence won't allow anyone to reverse such a thing, or more accurately, it's impossible to reverse. The one thing that can't be fought against is Existence itself. And this time..."

El'Rion came to a stop. The stream of stars and galaxies that had been blowing by them came to a stop, and they stood above a familiar huddle of three planets, but they were much different than what Leonel remembered.

The Three Pillar Sector was the home of the Luxnix family and two others, namely the Viola and Montex. The other two seemed to be irrelevant to the matter at hand, but Leonel still kept their names in the back of his mind because he felt that none of this was as it seemed.

If all of this was really a scheme of Wise Star Order, then in all likelihood, everything had been done for a very specific purpose. Of course, Wise Star Order was also a master at sleight of hand and could very easily make him focus on something that he shouldn't be focused on at all, but his mind now was on a completely different level than it usually was. He wouldn't be tricked so easily.

In the past, the three planets were in a perfect sort of harmony. One golden with swirling white clouds, another violet with dark hues of black, and the final with countless mountainous regions that could even be seen from the depths of space.

Today, this territory was that of the Silver Empire, and the planets didn't look like what he remembered at all.

"This Force, how can it be here?" El'Rion's expression changed once more. "I've made a mistake, I shouldn't have come so casually. This really isn't something that I should interfere in."

El'Rion's expression settled down, and his words came out in a calm and calculated analysis. He had clearly seen something that he didn't like in the slightest and wanted to back out as soon as he could.

He felt that he understood what El'Rion was trying to get at, or more accurately, he seemed to have instantly understood what Force he was talking about. A spark went off through his Dreamscape and it all pointed toward

the case, it explained

to the 19th century Earth. There were billowing columns of black fumes, projected out from factories that looked as though they had been

moved around like slaves, transporting things in and out of these large factors that took up all three planets. They seemed to cover every inch except for

different from it. Even when Rychard used that Force, he didn't

been there when Rychard lamented his Lineage Factor, maybe he would

of at all. It was like a tumor within their soul, leeching away their lives with every passing moment. It was a

and the coldness of his gaze returned. He still didn't understand what was going on, but

expected it. The script

was nowhere to

father died, he just hadn't bothered to take note of it because he didn't care. And why would he need to appear at all? If this was a Timeless Event, then that meant that he didn't need to put his hand on the scale anymore, he had already done his

thought it

didn't know how to respond to that. Indeed, he was far

one knows exactly what aspect of them definitely has to happen and what parts can be tweaked. A bomb might have to explode and kill many people, but the word many might be variable. It could be that only a