Dimensional Descent

People would likely call Leonel ridiculous if they knew what he was thinking. But this was what he felt from the bottom of his heart.

The Sea Gods weren't as imposing, and their blood certainly wasn't as potent, but the feeling and momentum they gave him was similar to a miniature Pluto Race.

It wasn't just because they shared the same blue-tinted skin, but it was something deeper.

Even though they were just standing there and talking, their presences alone exuded a great deal of might. Leonel could hear their heartbeats synchronizing like waves, the thrumming enough to make a Third Dimensional existence's eardrums burst.

'They didn't send their powerhouses, but it honestly doesn't seem like they need to. This sort of status quo had remained for a long while. I wonder why the Sea Gods haven't just ended it. The humans almost certainly have something that's making them hesitant. Either that or they're trying to bait out something else.'

Now Leonel was wondering how to get in.

Right now, the land was in an odd situation.

At the center of the several armies there was a city. The trouble was that the city took up practically a tenth the size of the entire planet. It was absolutely huge.

'Well, it takes up ten percent now...'

Usually a capital city of a Domain would take up an entire planet, if not an entire solar system or network of planets. It wasn't normal for one to be so... reserved.

forced to

Force Arts were excellent by the metrics that Leonel had seen of

like the Sea Gods were turning the city into an island. The ground that did remain was sloshy and waterlogged, but there were

fresh. After all, there was

worse that all

pumping this water

Sea Gods weren't attacking, didn't mean that they weren't pressuring the humans in some way. There was only so long food could last, only so long unrest could be suppressed, only

Both figuratively and literally.

probably begin to sink at some point or another. The foundation it was built upon wasn't designed to withstand this odd rush

succeeding in something that it wasn't designed to do in the first place, who was to say

protected the city from the water spilling in, what would happen if it continued to rise? What would the citizens feel like they were entirely submerged in water? What if they were buried so far that sunlight couldn't reach them? What would it feel like to be plunged into a perpetual

by the Sea Gods seemed designed to break their spirits. They didn't seem to just want to kill all the humans, they wanted to

more interesting than all of this was

yet here he had managed to slink

wanted humans to be able to sneak back to this

deal with them all at once? Or was it related to what he had learned about their partial

its trunk. He closed his eyes for a moment, wondering how best to go about