Dimensional Descent

"Ancestor," Verma spoke after they left the range of Owlan territory, a hint of excitement in her voice. Compared to her usual gentle demeanor, she seemed to hardly be able to contain herself at the moment, as though she might burst out at the seams any second now.

The elder Celestial Ember chuckled. "Calm your heart, young one. We have yet to benefit as much as you might presume."

Verma's gaze dimmed somewhat when she heard this. But soon, the warmth of her Ancestor's wings made her smile bloom once again. What was there to fear?

Her Ancestor was chuckling, so the situation couldn't be bad. Since when did the Beast Empire fear hard work? If that was all it took, soon enough they would rise again.

"What do you need me to do, Ancestor?" She asked.

"You've already done more than enough, little Verma. It's time we old bones carry some of the burden."

"Can I know what our plans are?"

The Ancestor Celestial Ember fell into silence, each flap of her wings taking her across several bubble worlds. Just the shadow of her form in the skies was enough to paint the tales of countless legends for years to come. The imprint of what seemed like the feats of a god were difficult to erase from the hearts of the masses that witnessed them.

Verma lowered her head. "I'm sorry, Ancestor. I've overstepped my bounds."

The Ancestor Celestial Ember chuckled. "It's good to be eager, but trying to bite off more than you can chew will only harm you. Even so, you've done a great service for our Beast Empires this time, and soon enough, you will have a seat beside me.

"What I can tell you is that even if we gain nothing from this Life Tablet, it will be of great use to us.

the Gods of Creation wielded. They were the mighty harbingers of Beast Empire's pride.

steps to one day return as their descendants to our destined

in silence, her gaze glowing. The gentle flaps of her Ancestor's wings that could take them across worlds was nothing more than a soothing warm

mean we will be using the

"Little Verma, you are, indeed, a

a bit. "... Celestia is my best friend..." she spoke softly, almost worried

stroke of ember caressed the

might very well put you on opposing sides of this coming conflict, and it will strain your relationship

wants to be a friend of yours after these matters, then you will have to make

a gloom hanging around her for a

Wasn't the answer obvious?

"Will we win, Ancestor?"

Ancestor's voice echoed across the skies, causing mountains of

Beast Empire will

voice dripped

Variant Invalid sat on a pile of corpses. His Samoan-like tattoos flashed with red, his belly rippling as he bit into a beast leg over two

eating beast-kind, those around

insatiable, wanting to devour any and everything. He couldn't seem to stand any food he ate, and yet he wanted more

leg and then his face twisted in disgust. He thrust two fingers down his throat and threw up the food he had just eaten before tossing the

he was acting like this. He really wanted the woman attached to the rest of that leg he had found. After eating

eating up their legs in hope for