Dimensional Descent

Vivak's desk flew across the room, shattering against the wall in thousands of flying splinters of wood.

These days, his temper was not good, not in the slightest. He wasn't known as a leader who was in his position for his smarts, but he was a man who was known for one, his strength, and two, his temperament.

He was very good at managing people, delegating tasks, and knowing when to take his hands off the controls and let the people he put in place do their jobs.

Unsurprisingly, then, he was likewise known as a person with a mellow and calm personality.

All of that had gone out of the window now. Every single last bit of his patience was being tried again and again, and this most recent incident with the Slayer Legion was just another example.

It wasn't even all that big a deal, objectively speaking. They had only sent a fraction of a fraction of their strength, but it was supposed to be an easy victory, a nice win to tuck into their belts and help bolster morale.

Who would have thought that it would just end up being another slap to the face?

At that moment, the door to Vivak's office opened. Vivak almost snapped again, but when he saw that it was his wife, he took a breath and turned around, looking out the window so as not to show her such an embarrassing side of him.

Amynta stepped to her husband's side. She just stood there silently as he slowly regained his calm, not saying anything. Sometimes a man just needed his wife by his side and things would feel just a little bit better. Amynta understood that, at least for right now, Vivak didn't need her advice.

The time ticked by, and Vivak eventually exhaled a final time, looking toward his wife with a hint of gratefulness in his eyes.

"Amynta, you look beautiful today. Did you do something with your hair?"

Amynta smiled. Her usual demeanor was quite cold and detached, so it almost looked out of place. Vivak, though, was quite used to his wife's personality and he was content to feel that only he and her brother could see this side of her.

"You say that every day."

keep saying it until our

her husband's arm, resting her cheek on his

to be worried about Simona," she said softly. "At least

flickered. "You're

like they're a woman at all. However, he's also a schemer and he's rarely needlessly cruel. He will only use Simona when it benefits him the most, and

nodded, and the husband and wife pair

that I've made a

"In what way?"

deviate from the path of the others, trying to make our own way when at this point in time, the

how I really feel

"Yes."

looked up and into her husband's

as it is right now, has no

didn't seem to be

you looked at it, they

scum at the bottom of their feet, a patch of mud or dirt they should scrape

left a bad taste in the mouths of the other Races, and the fall of the Fawkes family ruined their chances at ever defending themselves

the humans. They said the other Races wouldn't

the result

created by the Fawkes family

in its place, there were

from the ants of Existence to the Envoys of the God Beasts, to falling from grace

only backer and end up right back at square

single Life State level warrior, and he died ironically at the hands of a human they