Dimensional Descent

"We demand answers!"

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"Give me my babies back!"

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"Where is the Patriarch! We demand to speak to him! Why has he said nothing!?"

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The roars of protest outside the Godlen family estate quickly grew into a fever pitch. The Blood Clones that Leonel was controlling didn't even need to stir up the crowd for much, and they quickly slipped away after their damage was done.

The Godlens weren't used to having to deal with public relations much. Their city was mostly harmonious, but rather than this being due to their excellent governance, it was mostly because of the power disparity.

In a world where everyone carried explosive power in their hands, it was harder to find concepts like democracy. Usually, the powerful ruled, and the weak accepted it.

When that was the sort of dynamic at play, even if things weren't perfect, or even if they were practically in a state of perpetual war, the discontent of the people wasn't often a factor that was weighed in unless it was a matter of face.

Vivak was hesitant to take action personally precisely because of this. The more of an ethereal god he was in the eyes of the people, the easier it was to maintain his air of indomitability, and the less he had to worry about such things.

an empire

was because assimilating a land that didn't properly fear and revere you was difficult. It would often

already integrated, the power needed to maintain that state

suddenly revolted, it would take quite some effort

rightfully pissed off about what was going on, Vivak was feeling pressure from all sides. Quite frankly, he

by his side as well. Rather than it being a butler, though, it was his

will handle it," Matriarch Pyius

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well. Not many knew her as she had spent so long in the Incomplete World. But that wasn't to say that no one knew her. After all, the time dilation between the

gathering crowd that the situation was being handled

the opportunity to paint the demons as weak cowards that would target the most vulnerable populations without scruples, also telling that since they were willing to stoop so low, they wouldn't stand even a single

victory possibly use such methods? Wasn't it

more casualties, but they were taking this into account, starting a city-wide retreat that

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began. Vivak's pride was more than a little bruised, but he knew

and didn't allow his wife to do this, then when the next explosion was

He had already guessed that this would happen, and

was only

Worlds were strong. Removing them from the equation was just one less problem that he would have to deal with. Plus, he had

of different people, creating a Blood Compass was useless. Anselma would have to literally scan these billions of people one by one if she wanted to find

task force, and the guards tasked with protecting the