Dimensional Descent

It was a few hours before Leonel and Aina returned to the kneeling people. Now that he was looking more deeply, he noticed a few things.

There were less than a hundred of them. Only three of them were in the Ninth Dimension, but there wasn't even a single Eighth Dimensional expert. The second tier of strength started at Anya who was in the Seventh.

There was still more to explore in this world, but Leonel felt that he shouldn't for now. Like he had said, these waters were deeper than he knew, and that Shadow Tail statue was probably just the tip of the iceberg.

Well, it was funny to say that considering what they had just done under that statue. But that was neither here nor there.

Leonel smiled beside himself, his gloomy mood having vanished into the wind. Standing with Aina's hand in his own, he couldn't be bothered to give a damn about anything else any longer. These people were irrelevant to him, and they were only as useful to meet his ends.

Nothing more, nothing less.

He swept a glance and his gaze landed on Anya and Seltin.

"You two, come forward."

Anya, compared to Seltin, was far more obedient. There was a graceful expression on her face and her demeanor was just as Leonel remembered it. Even after being forced to kneel for so long, she didn't lose any of that bearing at all.

Seltin, however, was greatly reluctant. There was a large amount of humiliation hidden deep within her eyes, and it seemed that even now, she felt that she should be above Leonel.

Those were eyes that Leonel remembered quite clearly. Their falling out didn't have to be so terrible, but whether it was Seltin or Leonel, both were endlessly prideful and unwilling to take any losses.

"Why are there so few of you," Leonel asked Anya.

Anya's hands clasped in front of her, gently resting just below her waist. She wore a familiar veil, but her dress was black, in sharp contrast to her flowing white hair.

associate this woman with a demon at all. In fact, much like Aina, it was hard to associate her with humans either. They both looked far

not feeling any sort of hatred for Leonel personally killing

make it here is very small, and though the Incomplete Worlds were a good chance to increase the number who could successfully take

the only successful experiment, that didn't

were none with

didn't know it now, the Constellation Families were an excellent

Factors. But oddly enough, something that had started as a last ditch effort of the Fawkes had ended up benefitting

It made you wonder...

your

were... commandeered,"

protect her mind, but not these people. They were practically puddy in his hands, let alone the

Three Fingers Cults was probably an anchor left in the

their experiments, they took what was useful and abandoned

scapegoat to obfuscate their involvement in the future, all the way up to hoping they might mingle with their fellow humans

for a moment

family cut off connections with the Three Finger

teeth but exhaled

Those that managed to survive were brought here and that's the end

"Survive what."

don't know... but as you can see, our numbers used to be much larger than

was indeed much larger than this. But

but even without his Life Tablet, she was no match for him. His grip was like a vice and

ignored the woman's struggle,

he noticed it...