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.

wielded. They were the mighty harbingers of Beast Empire's pride. We, as their descendants, have yet to become worthy to understand the

we can do is take the steps to one day

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

this mean we will be

chuckled. "Little Verma, you are, indeed,

eyes dimmed a bit. "... Celestia is my best friend..." she spoke softly, almost worried that her

of ember caressed the

you on opposing sides of this coming conflict, and it will strain your relationship or maybe outright destroy it. However, in this world, there is no such thing as objective right or objective wrong, everyone carries their

a friend of yours after these matters,

parted slightly, a gloom hanging around her for

answer obvious?

"Will we win, Ancestor?"

across the skies, causing mountains of several worlds to

Beast Empire will rise

dripped with

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

those around him didn't dare to say a

had been completely insatiable, wanting to devour any and everything. He couldn't seem to stand any food

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

of that leg

their legs in