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.

empire that had just conquered a

expand your territory, you had to have far more power than the land you were trying to take. This was because assimilating a land that didn't properly fear and revere you was difficult. It would often require dividing the population and forcing them

was already integrated, the power needed to maintain that state was minimal so long

take quite some effort for the

on, Vivak was feeling pressure from all sides. Quite frankly, he was just a

voice by his side as well. Rather

handle it," Matriarch

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spent so long in the Incomplete World. But that

was being handled and that this was just a desperate attempt by the

vulnerable populations without scruples, also telling that since they were willing to stoop so low, they wouldn't stand even a single

someone with hope of victory possibly use such

ended by saying that there might very well be more casualties, but they were taking this into

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than a little bruised, but he

and didn't allow his wife to do this, then when the next explosion was triggered, the entire city would be overrun with riots. This approach was the

He had already guessed that this would happen, and he didn't feel the need to

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 managed to sneak some of

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

and the guards tasked with