Dimensional Descent

"... You got it? It'll make you really cool, I promise."

Little Blackstar's eyes lit up. When he thought about it, what Leonel said made sense. He had always wanted to change shape like Little Tolly. That annoying bastard always got the good stuff. But if he did things like this, he really would have a chance at finally one-upping that guy.

He was so excited that he vanished in a swirl of darkness, then came back not even a half second later to lick Leonel's face on the left, vanished again to lick him from the right, before finally disappearing into the Segmented Cube.

Leonel smiled.

What he had told Little Blackstar was based on his speculation, but he felt that it was very close to the truth.

The strongest ability of Little Blackstar, one that he had from the very beginning, was his mimicry. While it was true that Leonel had triggered it with a bloodline he had traded from his uncle, that was a bloodline that was within Blackstar from the start. The Mimicry Bat had only helped Blackstar to trigger it, different from the Void Beast blood that threatened to alter Blackstar's path completely.

This was only further proven with the ability that Little Blackstar gained after entering the Seventh Dimension. Rather than using his ridiculous offensive power, or even using the Anarchic Force he had gained control of as a defensive barrier, Little Blackstar did something that left Leonel speechless.

During the Heir Wars, Little Blackstar had used his Force to form illusions of great beasts like the dragon Leonel had ridden into battle.

Of all the methods of using Anarchic Force, this was probably the absolute worst, and the Void Beast definitely didn't have an ability like this either. The Void Beast was a God Beast of Destruction, why would it have to turn into anything else? And could it even mimic other creatures in the first place, something that was clearly a branch of creation, if it was so obviously on the path of destruction?

It didn't make sense, but it was also because of that that Leonel was more assured in his assumption of what Little Blackstar's original path was.

The Shadow Tail was unironically perfect for Little Blackstar as a result. The amorphous, flexible blobs of darkness, that endless curtain of fog that could be anything, become anything...

could be better for Little

Leonel couldn't just explain things so clearly. He had been treating Little Blackstar as an equal from the very beginning, and that hadn't changed. But

a child, and should be guided as such. So, instead of talking logic, he goaded the

Blackstar had had a rivalry from the very beginning. Rather than using it as a negative and trying to suppress it, he chose to do the opposite.

'Ah, we're here.'

him. But as for how much of

Zero.

and sizes lit up the skies not

on a light

any powerful Seventh Dimensional families among their number. These were just the Sixth Dimensional families, riled up by the losses

watching on, but they had likely never guessed that things

and yet they hadn't even managed to

faced off against in the past. Sending talents of the

they suppressed, but the boost to

three Tiers above their strength,

talented Morales, who could communicate with their Constellation on a

make matters worse, the Morales was only strengthening

of over a dozen territories, two of which were on the same level

Spirit had strengthened by at least 10% already, and the longer this war dragged out, the stronger the effects would be.