Dimensional Descent

Mo''Lexi's head snapped up, her expression changing.

"No-!"

It was too late.

The center of the explosion was none other than the room that held the portal, and the backlash was devastating.

Space itself was worn and torn apart. There was nothing calm and tranquil about two worlds fusing together, let alone more than a half dozen.

While lives away from the edges of these worlds would be mostly preserved, those so close to the edge as was in this case, would find themselves teetering on the blade of life and death.

Mo''Lexi could only watch in shock and horror as the crates that had been so diligently worked on, combining countless centuries of resources from the Cult, were unceremoniously shredded to pieces.

Alastar was blown away, as was Aina's clone, but it was like Mo''Lexi had lost her soul.

How could this happen? According to their calculations, there were still several more months before the demons could map out the in-between worlds, and several more years after that before the seal's lingering energy would truly collapse.

Whether it was one or the other, there was time, so much time...

She stood in a daze, the tears in reality unable to harm her, at least not at this level.

Suddenly, the situation just felt... hopeless.

...

entered the portal and found a huge commotion on

in the hangar, where the only "breathing" room he got was in the dark trenches of the in-between world, he felt like he could finally

himself to be one who pined for the sun so much,

noticed were

mix and matches of various ores that formed a very delicate balance... at least they

feeling that this was another piece of the puzzle, a part of the Human Race's plans to turn them into convenient farm animals. It felt good to see them blasted apart, but

because the resources he had on hand were all

lot of things that he had entirely missed in the past. For example, it wasn't just the worlds

he first stepped into the Cataclysm Zone, it had felt like both an Eighth

be nearer the bottom. However, because the Forces were more whole and complete than Leonel was used to, it had still

probably know about this. He'd have to remember to ask

born from them such as Force Herbs and

Grade treasure that came from El'Rion's world might be stronger than

he thought, his steps never stopped. He unceremoniously stored away large pieces of flying rubble as he

just a few seconds, he had already stashed mountains worth of these precious resources. Thinking about all the things he could create with these alone, he felt like he was floating

he felt like he was finally gaining a bit of control over

maybe being a King wasn't the path for him, but one

still hated to

large falling piece of rubble, his gaze sharpening. He

Bogrum and those other two. They should have had positions similar to Leonel's role in the hangar. The rest of them were participants from Incomplete Worlds that Leonel recognized. That meant that whoever was coming should have a role similar

and into another, but he

if he was found... so what? He could just say that Mo''Lexi had sent him into the in-between

and he liked

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