Dimensional Descent

The Ma'at Bubble wasn't as beautiful as the Owlan Bubble, but it carried an elegance of its own, especially at a time like this where the mood was festive and inviting.

From Leonel's perspective, the Gathering of Minds had ended in humiliation, but how could it be the same for Lyra Emberheart, who had become the pride of her Race in a single bound?

The victory that she secured was akin to the best in recent history for the Spirituals and even Pure Blooded Spirituals. Her name was already being written into the annals of history.

Although she and Aerin were only third place, they had placed behind two groups of Demi-Gods. This effectively meant that in terms of Mortal talent, she was at the very top. How could the Spirituals not take pride in this?

This was the sort of festive environment that Leonel and Aina stepped into.

Quite frankly, Leonel had expected that entering such a Bubble would have been much harder. But it seemed that with the festivities, everything had become far more lax.

There was also the network of teleportation platforms that had been connected. Because of the Owlans' current situation, they weren't exactly in the position to retract their previous order. So it could be said that Existence was more connected now than it had ever been before.

Leonel and Aina walked through the streets, both of them wearing masks in the fashion of a masquerade ball to fit in.

By now, their faces were too famous between the Gathering of Kingdoms events and the Gathering of Minds. So this was the best option for them now.

They spent a few hours moving through a crowded bazaar and buying cute little trinkets that Aina found cute.

Leonel had brought out his brothers as well. Among them,

Tail. If Leonel

to wane, Leonel

he had been having so much

wanted to spend some alone time with her husband so she hadn't brought

Elysian Fields. It's the region with the highest population

"Relative?" Leonel asked.

is far better than other worlds in terms of inclusivity and open-mindedness, but there's still a thinly veiled class system of sorts. The

Leonel nodded.

than a matter of Race, it became a problem of Class, with a

was those people who died in droves when the Metamorphosis appeared, but Leonel, even with his changes, didn't like the approach his grandfather had

It was too cruel.

one where strength ruled above all, and not something as vastly more complex as intelligence, for example, even

doing well for themselves as they had placed decently during the Gathering of Kingdoms, so Leonel wasn't too

gathered up his brothers again, teasing

seemed to let it roll off his shoulders, which was expected. His relationship with Savahn was far more mature and his way of viewing things was far more pragmatic. Leonel could even see that Joel was

knew what that was. Joel was bracing himself for

since the last time they were together, and it wasn't as though they were husband and wife. Back

he was a nervous wreck. His relationship with Yuri was best described as a glass canon. The first few times they interacted it was filled

other, the next they were making out, and in the next they were