Dimensional Descent

[Bonus chapter thanks to TheCodedProf :) (6/6)]

By now, El'Rion was quite aware that he had been used. Well... used was either a term that either far too well-meaning, or far too severe depending on how you looked at it. On a spectrum, it was either Leonel had led him by the nose like a bumbling fool, or he had given him an opportunity.

There was no doubt that this mess could only be catalyzed by Leonel because of the Plutos involvement. If not for this, the Gods wouldn't give a damn.

As much disdain as other Mortal Races had for humans, Demi-Gods held even more so toward the Mortal Races, and the Gods above them disdained their ilk even more.

This was the way of the world, and they couldn't be bothered to care about ants.

The Pluto Race, however... That was a different matter entirely.

The troubling matter was that El'Rion had quite literally just told Leonel that the Plutos couldn't afford to get thrust into such a storm... but he also couldn't be mad either, because whatever ire their enemies brought down upon this world would be entirely concentrated on these lesser Races. If anything, they would divert their attention away from the real plans of the Pluto.

And that was why it was so bitter sweet. On the one hand, Leonel was helping him. And on the other, he was manipulating him.

At that moment, El'Rion stood at a crossroads that most of Leonel's brothers had stood on in the past.

Down one path, there was acceptance that Leonel did things differently than others did, and that if you were going to be close to him, it was likely that more than once in your life, you would find yourself being manipulated by him. Of course, it would be to your benefit, but it would be a form of manipulation nonetheless.

And on the other path... there was the choice to sever relationships with him entirely.

Those that could even realize they were standing at such a fork were few and far between. To even notice that you were being manipulated to begin was a huge matter. But when you did...

his hands

He was a Pluto.

her throne, feeling agitated. More than two days had passed now, and there was still no sign of Leonel anywhere. It was

the search personally, but her interference changed

getting harassed by her elders and Ancestors about the ongoings of this

with it originally, but now all of a sudden, now that the Life Tablet was involved, they wanted to stick

present, would the Celestial Ember have dared to leave

BOOM!

the behest of the sudden cacophonous boom. Her heart shook and a worry she had tried

and barely managed to spin in the air in time

bowed her head so low that her inner organs twisted and bent, not out of a lack of flexibility, but because her pride was akin to a knife writhing in her gut at

she not bow? She didn't dare

Void Race Elder stood. It was a man that had appeared once before, a man who Leonel had sent flying away with a few words and a careless

dared to do

stood in silence for a moment, his eyes closed. In that moment, his presence covered the whole of the

came back and focused on

Tablet. Where

her teeth. She took a breath and slowly exhaled, still not

has been taken by a member of the Celestial Ember Race against my wishes.

Drae'Von said coolly. "Call the

I will do

attempts, but unfortunately, the result was as expected. Let alone trying to convince the Ancestor, her

there in silence for a long while as Minerva