Dimensional Descent

"Apex, you're finally here," the gentle voice of the Celestial Ember Ancestor echoed before she frowned. "I can smell beast blood on you."

"And what of it, old hag?"

BANG!

Apex was sent flying so fast that the entire front layer of his skin was burnt off from the initial impact, while the back was torn away by the sheer flight speed of his backward ascent.

BOOM!

He collided in a mountain range that quickly erupted into a pillar of flames.

The gentle Celestial Ember Ancestor rose to her full height, her wings opening up wide and flapping with a world-ending majesty. Embers in the shape of feathers descended from the skies in a delicate rain, and yet whenever they touched an object, whether organic or inorganic, they would erupt into a rain of undeniable flames.

"Calm your fury, Nova," a voice that was just as gentle as the Ancestor Celestial Ember's own echoed, but this time it came from a creature that was somehow even more majestic. Despite this, from its voice, it was also clear that it was a male.

If Leonel was present, the first thought that would roar to the forefront of his mind was: Dragon. But the more you looked, the more... different the creature seemed.

It did have four limbs, it did have a pair of wings that could blot out the skies, and when it hummed the world seemed to listen to it as though it was truly speaking in the mythology's strongest magic... Dragon Tongue.

was where the comparisons

could be mistaken for violets. If the sun lit it just right, the ridges and crevices of the tough hide would separate into portions that

scales they were

majestically curled into the skies while the others just acted as accessories to their dominance. And yet, upon the head of any other creature, the remaining sixteen horns would have a

its age. But those reflective blue eyes, that seemed to hold an exploding

of the Celestial Storm race, a monster incarnate despite his gentle gaze. A single breath

in particular was

a glance toward another of their companions, a mighty tiger, a member of the White Spectral Tiger Race... not one of their descendants, but a true Demi-God of their

sense that it was the descendants of their race that the so-called "Apex" had been feasting on? Had Nova not acted first, Nebulafrost would

any of them could afford to

Races, they had known that there was a high chance of this happening. That was why they did it in

didn't mean that they liked

for her, they might

out of the pillar of fire. Walking back toward them, laughing into the skies, he truly looked

rather than a person's flesh. His bone was clearly visible in most places, his

he walked as though nothing had happened, still laughing into the skies. And the worst part of it all was that with every step he took, illusory crimson tattoos that hung around him began to converge one after another, healing him so quickly that it almost