Dimensional Descent

The Emberheart Lord stood from his seat. By his side, there was another throne, one of a man who looked almost identical to him. However, this man wasn't an Emberheart, but instead a Moonstone, lord of the Kairo Bubble. Their similar looks were the first thing Leonel took note of, because he hadn't actually expected that they would be related. From everything he had heard, he thought that they...

'Wait. Spirituals construct their own bodies, don't they? So could it be a coincidence? Or did they both use similar methods of construction...? Or, did they do it on purpose? But why?"

Behind the Emberheart Lord there was Lyra. She sat there in silence, not saying a word. And, behind the Moonstone Lord, there was a young man who was equally as silent.

It was hard to grasp anything from these people, but he heard from the chatter of the crowd that the young man's name was Thalion Moonstone.

Leonel didn't pay much attention to the Gathering of Kingdoms, but with his memory, when he saw something it was hard to forget... unless it was as densely packed as the information in the Life Tablet, that is.

He remembered that Thalion's name was on the final top 100 rankings. Lyra was barely in the top 30, just edging in. But Thalion had been just outside the top 10. In fact, he and Rowan had been neck and neck.

This was actually a great feat.

Although the rankings seemed to be for Mortal Races alone, given the fact existences like the White Spectral Tiger and Owlan Descendants had participated, it was obvious that the Demi-Gods participated as well at least in name.

Of course, those participants had such thin bloodlines that they were considered to be Mortals as well. But that didn't stop them from dominating much of the top 100.

These Pure Blooded Spirituals, however, were truly Mortal, and as such, ranking so high underlined an exceptional level of genius and hard work.

Thalion was without a doubt amongst this group.

to say who was better between the two of them. That was because Lyra,

everyone," the Emberheart Lord smiled, his handsome, beard countenance warming the hearts of the audience. "I welcome

not. I only want to show off a bit as the Lord of this small world of ours. We have lived in harmony regardless of Race for a very long time

be rewarded. Please welcome one

like leather elven armor to Leonel's eyes, right down to the leaf embroidery, stepped forward

was the most interesting about this wasn't his armor or his bow, instead it

very

"Line up!" Alderian barked.

echoed with such a boom that

the Emberheart Lord

take it easy on them. I've chosen untrained

"Yes, your Lordship!"

was still booming. He was every bit the military mannered man, and very quickly his approach in the eyes of everyone went

eyes narrowed. The group of humans that were called forward

but not too young. None of them were teenagers, but none of them were

this until this very moment. Well... unless he had taken his time to follow the herald and his

idea off the table. They weren't here to genocide all the humans, or else why bother to only call forward a small demographic

made sense to begin with. If they knew where all the humans were

large group of people by their Race alone. That wouldn't sit right with anyone and

leaned back, reclining a bit in seats that were quite expensive. By his side, there was Aina and his