Dimensional Descent

Leonel looked off into the distance, turning back toward the direction he had just come from. No, it should be just a bit off from that, but it was close. Just a slight deviation, but it was enough.

That clash just now was felt even by him. He recognized one half of it, but the other half was entirely foreign.

He expected those as strong as Alpha Clown to be rare, and he still felt they should be. Who would have known that his luck would be so bad that he would run into two of their territories back to back.

In the end, Leonel turned back toward the direction he was headed in and continued to rush forward, chuckling to himself.

'Seems like he's pretty mad about that kneeling incident. Worth it.'

He was just buttering himself up. With that Alpha Clown's temper, he wanted to be the only one on the mountain top, he wouldn't share his position with anyone else.

Whether Leonel had pissed him off or not, that battle would have been inevitable.

The real question was whether Alpha Clown and the others as powerful as him could adapt to the situation. Those that still insisted on having the mountain top all to themselves would likely soon find themselves being thrown off.

Leonel had a feeling, though, that Alpha Clown was of the smarter variety. Someone like him should also travel alone, so why did he have so many Alphas around him when Leonel met him?

Compromise.

Alpha Clown had likely felt that there was something wrong about the situation they were all in currently. He might not know as much as Leonel did, but he definitely felt the moving tides around him. As expected of a beast in human form.

be bound to have quite a level of intelligence, and if you paired that with the instincts of

who called themselves Gods suddenly descended and "asked" you if you wanted to participate in a battle Royale that would kill over 90%

What was the catch?

they'd all be asking, and it was an amusing one at that. Wasn't the catch the fact

that there was another

didn't know was that it wasn't just personal deductions that would spread this issue, but his own actions

the little pink-eyed woman.

...

of corpses in her wake. She moved with quite a bit of stealth and she was both smart and sharp. It wasn't a surprise that she had managed to survive

coming to a stop. Her breath became slow until it stopped completely and she almost melded

to the Internal Sight of any passerby, she would have looked like another piece of nature. A rock by the roadway, a short tree, maybe

her worst fear seemed to be

voice drifted

hide from

hesitation, she turned and sprinted off in the opposite direction,

of deep caramel before her. However, when she took a hurried step backward, she found that what was before her was the very chest she had just

the color of milk chocolate and amber eyes that looked like the final dying embers of a once radiant flame stood before her. She was an entire head and a half taller than Amethyst, and a white gown seemed to have

"You... I..."

did she keep running into absolute monsters?

beautiful laughter echoed again, like