Dimensional Descent

Leonel entered his workshop, his mind racing. It was hard to tell exactly what he needed, but the possibilities felt endless. Unfortunately, sometimes, having too many paths to take was as good as having none.

What he needed were a few good paths so that he could focus all of his attention on them.

His gaze flickered as he took a breath.

Since things had already reached this point, he would go all out.

The Human Domain couldn't be considered to have returned to its height. The time that had passed had been too short, and the turmoil had yet to return to a state of rest.

However, Leonel had already said it once before.

He hadn't come here to play King. He had a very specific purpose, and the stability of the Human Race had nothing to do with him.

He had already saved them once. Without his existence, they would have already been wiped out by the Sea Gods.

As such, he didn't hesitate for even a moment as he mobilized them in full force and began marching toward the Ancient Battlefield.

The blood of the humans boiled. They had been suppressed for years. The idea that they could have their revenge like this, and so quickly, was something that moved them all.

Very few had the insight to see that this wasn't the smartest thing to do. And even if they did, they could only sigh and keep their thoughts to themselves.

explain how it was that Leonel had been able to accomplish what he already had. Who were they to

the Humans would ever

felt that this wasn't the right path simply didn't dare to

war cries of the Rapax echoed throughout the skies. They roared, stomping

The excitement bubbled up from the depths of their souls and they formed a tide that rushed toward the Ancient Battlefield. Practically the entire Incomplete World could hear their

stood,

it was an intuition he had as a war. The Rapax were an incredibly pure race, so they were more sensitive to certain things than others would be. Their culture might seem barbaric to others, but this was simply their way

felt that he didn't have much of a choice in this matter... Leonel

path

was wrinkled and long,

whiteness with just the faintest hints of blue. It was hard to distinguish between his irises and the whites of his

aura

hidden beneath the folds of his wrinkles. He leaned

a sudden Force spread through his garden and a figure appeared, he didn't even react. But it was hard to tell if

Ancient Battlefield. Mobilize the strongest armies of the Oryx. We are

old Oryx Emperor still didn't respond. He continued to stare off blankly

sigh echoed across the whole of the Oryx Domain, and as though hearing a call, several female

appeared before the Oryx Emperor as he stood to his

didn't move again, but the maids stripped him of his clothing and clicked his armor into