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.

like an empire that had just conquered

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

after a territory was already integrated, the power needed to maintain that state was minimal

take quite some effort

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

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

handle it," Matriarch

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Incomplete World. But that wasn't to say that no one knew her. After all, the time dilation between the two

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

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

possibly use such

were taking this

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

wife to do this, then when the next explosion was triggered, the entire city would be overrun with

known, though, was that Leonel hadn't bothered to set up any more explosive formations. He had already guessed that this would happen, and he didn't feel the need to waste

only

them from the equation was just one less problem that he would

these Blood Clones had been formed with the blood of different people, creating a Blood Compass was useless. Anselma would have to literally scan

the task force, and the guards tasked with protecting the