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.

lot like an empire that had just

you wanted to 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

to maintain that state

revolted, it would take quite some effort for the main family to

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

by his side as well. Rather than it being

it," Matriarch

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the Incomplete World. But that wasn't to say that no one knew her. After

reassured the gathering crowd that the situation was being handled and that

the most vulnerable populations without scruples, also telling that since they were willing to stoop so low, they wouldn't

possibly use such methods? Wasn't

there might very well be more casualties, but they were taking this into account, starting a

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

do this, then when the next explosion was triggered, the entire

have 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

was only to

correct about one thing: the people of Complete Worlds were strong. Removing them from the equation was just

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

left in the city were Leonel, the task force, and the guards tasked with