Dimensional Descent

Tommie Morales. A bright spark of the Spear Faction and a young man of 15 years old with a pair of eyebrows that looked like a flare of fire. His face was just as stern as his instructor's but the hints of immaturity on his face were clear, but it carried a vibrancy of youth.

Nora Morales. A bright light of the Crafting Faction, she too was 15 years old, and she had an interesting style herself. Her Metal Spirit held her hair up into two ponytails. It couldn't help but remind Leonel of a certain Faction Leader from Valiant Heart Mountain; she too used her Fire Spirit to hold her hair up. It exhibited quite a level of control.

But, Leonel only smiled when he saw this. Though it was well hidden, he could see a special fabric and clip separate Nora's hair from her Metal Spirit. It was clear that Leonel was still one of the very few, if not the only one, in the Human Domain that dared to touch his Metal Spirit directly. Even so, it still took quite a bit of control to stop her Metal Spirit from eating through the metal and getting at her hair, which was worthy of a great deal of praise.

Together, they were two of the brightest stars of the next generation. Considering their age, it wouldn't even be much more than five years before they were meant to participate in the Heir Wars, but the timeline wasn't on their side this time around.

The two held up their spears and slammed their butts into the ground, a soaring Spear Force coming from them.

It was quite weak. You couldn't expect much from Fifth Dimensional existences like them, and yet...

The Constellation in the skies appeared once again. Their strength soared, from the Fifth Dimension, to the Sixth, and from the Sixth, the Seventh, but by the time their Spear Force reached the height of the surrounding battleships, they sang like a pair of dragons and phoenixes.

Shaken, the various family messengers entered the hall one by one. Their edge had been filed down to a dull tip and the hesitation in their steps was clear. The only ones that seemed to carry the same sort of confidence were those of the strongest families, with the standouts being that of the Suiard family, the Spirituals Religion, the Omann family, and a special, unexpected visitor...

The Void Palace.

Elders, wouldn't be enough to crumble them entirely. An organization like this would have its trump cards, but even more importantly than that, the Void Palace was the symbol of humanity, even if it fell it would

would stay the same after this... that was a different story entirely. If they

was actually quite a young man. Leonel recognized him

The last time Leonel met him, he was a

to not even send a Domain Ranked disciple to mediate the situation was funny enough, but even more importantly than all these other

last name was

for the latter after his father severed Rosen Suiard's arm, Micarth's uncle.

to say that Micarth was the perfect

below that, as there were three others who would have been part of the Suiard family's "Heir Wars" that were passed up

great talent, for sure. But he wasn't prominent enough to be said to be a representation of the Suiard family, and he was just

who likely held up the foundation of the Void Palace now, and in the future, the Void Palace of the past would be no more, controlled like a puppet behind the scenes by

future might be here already, or else the likes of Micarth would have never been

the comfort of

mindful of your position and only speak when spoken to!" Tommie spoke with a crisp voice. While it was slightly immature, it carried