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.

...

a huge commotion on

many weeks in the hangar, where the only "breathing" room he got was in the dark trenches of the in-between world, he felt

had never thought himself to be one who pined for the sun so much, but

noticed were the enormous

ores that formed a very delicate balance... at least they did before the storm of energy shredded them

a part of the Human Race's plans to turn them into convenient farm animals. It

to expel it all because the resources he had on hand were all

things that he had entirely missed in the past. For example, it wasn't just the worlds here that were Complete, but even the Forces as

was why when he first stepped into the Cataclysm Zone, it had felt like both an Eighth Dimensional world,

he would assume that if there was a ranking of Bubble Worlds, the Human Bubbles would be nearer the bottom. However, because the Forces were more whole and complete than Leonel was used to, it had still felt to him like an exceptionally high level

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

from them such as Force Herbs and ores. Even the weight of a grade was

if Leonel was correct, this was likely true across worlds. Meaning, a Black Grade treasure that came from El'Rion's world might be stronger than even a Life Grade treasure that came from

steps never stopped. He unceremoniously stored away large pieces of flying rubble as he scanned the region, trying

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 on

of the resources themselves, per se, but rather because he felt like he was finally gaining a bit of control over

the path for him, but one mainstay

still hated

falling piece of rubble, his gaze sharpening. He felt that someone was coming over in an

on the same level as 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

into another, but

using it. At the same time, even if he was found... so what? He could just say that Mo''Lexi had sent him into the in-between world, and when everything

options, and

swept over. As a Dream Sovereign, he was far less affected than everyone else, but