Dimensional Descent

"Are you sure?" The voice asked. "I doubt that everyone in your family has perished. They will be swept up in this matter as well, especially those of the junior generation. I can allow you some time to return and handle what you must."

"No," Cynthia said, quite curtly.

She couldn't return, there would be no point. So long as Leonel had the support of the Morales territory, she would be sending herself to death.

With the experts of the various territories mostly dead, there was nothing that could be done to change the situation, and she wasn't yet strong enough to cover the skies with a hand. On top of that, the smaller the population of experts, the faster the territories that Leonel had conquered would be assimilated.

Just in this brief conversation, several months would have passed. If she took the time to send herself in, it might even be years. By that point, Leonel would be even stronger than he was now and he might have already conquered the entire Incomplete World.

If that happened, she wouldn't just be sending herself to death, she was sending herself in to be absolutely humiliated.

She had already experienced that once, she would not experience it again.

"Your family will be unlikely to be treated well," the voice continued, trying just one last time.

In truth, they felt quite bad. Not long ago, they had told Cynthia that just a single person couldn't overturn things in an Incomplete World, especially not after making an enemy out of everyone, but the situation flipped on its head seconds later.

They would prefer if Cynthia had warm and good emotions about them instead of potentially holding a grudge. But after Cynthia spoke again... she could only let the matter go.

"Those that I bring here won't be able to survive. They'll live out terrible existences and always be under the thumb of another. I, myself, am not powerful enough to shield them, in fact, I might be the reason they were instead targeted.

trial should come. The rest of them...

the best thing

long, not even mere moments, but she

this world was greater than even the Void Battlefield. Anyone just born in this environment would be countless times

hadn't even been able to defeat those that lived in the outskirts in tribes and small clans. Any one of those people, if placed in

but they were

voice thought she was finished. "This should be the Cataclysm Zone that the youths of my

time to time,

Matriarch Pyius'

going to go, just like this? I've yet to teach that brat a

"How old are you?"

"Fuck you."

this sort of insubordination.

that I'm your

should be my grandfather instead, but

a hand down his face. "This is what I get for volunteering to come to

like this. Come, there's no time to lose. Not every plan can go perfectly, and it's time that

without us, even if he does defy all odds and places first among all these

at his hands. They won't let him survive without