Dimensional Descent

Leonel's pupils constricted. The blood came together, forming a connection with the tablet, but what shocked him the most was the form it took. It was Aina, most definitely Aina. Although it was like a liquid mass of crimson, and it was a body formed entirely of blood without the slightest hint of flesh and bone, he would recognize that body anywhere. In fact, he recognized it even before the details of her face fully formed and strands of long, blood hairs took shape as well.

However, after being shocked for a moment, Leonel closed his eyes and sighed. It still had no soul. He had gotten a foolish rush of hope just now when even someone from Third Dimensional Earth would be able to understand what was going on.

A single cell of the body carried all the DNA information one needed about a person. That sequence would be able to decide everything. It was probably possible from those of Higher Dimensional worlds to reform a body out of a single drop of blood, and even take some guesses as to what kind of personality the person in question might have had.

Of course, this was possible in Higher Dimensional Worlds, because it was possible even on modern Earth. It quite literally meant nothing that this blood was able to take the shape of Aina's real body. In fact, if a Blood Sovereign Tablet wasn't capable of at least this much, then what worth would it have? How would it still dare to call itself such a thing?

The only real oddity is that it managed to pull out Aina's body from within the Silver Emperor's Body, a feat that Leonel had only seen the entity accomplish so easily, but even that made perfect sense.

The Human Race was one connected to the God Beasts of both Creation and Destruction. Leonel didn't believe that it was a coincidence that this golden tablet shared the same color as the Fawkes golden tablet, and most importantly, what he assumed would be the Northern Star Lineage Factors' two golden tablets.

For them to share the same form as the Northern Star Lineage Factor, it wasn't too large of a leap to assume that all of the tablets originated from the God Beasts. The humans were able to retain some of them even after the war, and for whatever reason, the other races hadn't targeted them for possession. Though... even that might not necessarily be true.

From Leonel's understanding, the Cataclysm Zone was in great danger and that was the reason for the existence of these simulation worlds in the first place. It could very well be that these tablets were precisely what their enemies were targeting.

the youths to trade for them. Though Leonel hadn't exactly traded for this golden tablet, he didn't

accomplish what that entity

as he looked at the bloody mist that had formed into Aina. He felt a pressure on his chest increase before he pressed it down. It was exactly while he was focused

tablet wanted to do and his understanding of the Blood Sovereign path was

He couldn't do anything as it rushed in, even ripping away a large portion of his Vital Star Force

almost falling over entirely. Beaten and haggard, he looked toward the tablet with

everything fell into

revival, no sudden change, no earth shuddering, jaw dropping transformations... there was

anything. The despair on his face had already faded and he simply did nothing, thought nothing, not moving at all. He probably should have felt rage, and that he did, but he had already reached such a peak that it simply simmered and smoldered over the hot, ashy coals of his heart. He had reached such a depth of wrath and fury that it simply became nothing but a bright sheet of white, reflecting on his face

passed, but he simply stood, placing the golden tablet back

the smokey blackness under

that El'Rion was still there. He seemed to be trying to keep a "respectful" distance. Not that that meant much when he could quite literally see for thousands of miles away as though

feet, and the smokey ash coming out from the