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

her husband's arm, resting her

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

flickered. "You're

However, he's also a schemer and he's rarely needlessly cruel. He will only use Simona when

nodded, and the husband and wife pair

that I've

"In what way?"

our own way when at this point in time,

want to hear how I really

"Yes."

looked up and into her husband's

Human Race, as it is right now, has no hope of

seem to be very surprised

at it,

to wider Existence was akin to scum at the bottom of

other Races, and the fall

the humans. They said the other Races wouldn't want to see the humans rise again, so it was best if they stuck to their lane

the result

ironically created by the Fawkes family in the first place, acting as the only

protection was gone, and in its place, there were a great number of humans who couldn't even wield decent

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

only backer and end up right back at square

had a single Life State level warrior, and he died ironically at the hands of a human they were trying to suppress and