Dimensional Descent

Minerva carelessly threw the corpse to the side as the other discarded Ancestors watched on in horror.

The last of her grievances vanished, and at that moment, her aura flourished. She took a deep breath and her presence soared, her Dream Force leaving the Lower Creation State behind and entered the Middle Creation State.

At the same time, a crown of silvery-pink appeared above her head. Her gorgeous wings shone resplendently and the scars that marred her face ugly faded away.

When she opened her eyes once again, her crown still seemed to have not faded... or rather, it seemed to not want to fade.

She had said it many times before.

She was an Empress.

This was what she deserved, and she would take it with her own hands.

With light steps, she returned to her parents' side, a pair of Owlans she had thought had died long ago. But what she hadn't known was that the erasure of her lineage, at least in part, was out of necessity.

Leonel had guessed right.

Many of the Owlans wanted to distance themselves from the Minervas so as not to enrage the Gods... but not all of them were cowards.

It just wasn't yet time.

And in an irony of all ironies, it wasn't a God forcing their hand now, but rather a child of the Human Race.

The rest of the Ancestors were herded away. Although they were far weaker than this secret legion, they were still all Ninth Dimensional, Creation State existences that couldn't be underestimated.

Elysium had allowed Minerva to kill Solarius and his family line in one part because he was truly disgusted by his actions, and in second part because he knew that this would be the final barrier Minerva needed to breakdown to reach a new level.

of strength in this

was the most complex, as it incorporated everything from Race to Race Grade, and even perfect variations

to be the one that held the

several

such, she was the one Elysium most wanted to see rise. If that meant sacrificing a few Creation

So what?

alone all this time. It was only natural

slowly. "... Our Minerva Race fell because we focused on Crafting. We were naïve and sought to help the Humanoid Races by replacing the God Beasts of Creation, not knowing that it wasn't something that those selfish

order to survive, we had no choice but to abandon that path and build up a new one for ourselves, one built on

took time, and many generations, but we have now finally succeeded in fusing

not only an absolute expert of Dream Force, but you are also

through them one by

for many years

from now, our opportunity will come. Our already ascended Gods

do you want us to do?" Minerva

but quite frankly, she still

the boy wreak havoc for now. He seems to be moving about randomly, but he has picked

this battle for as long as possible while making us convenient hubs of resource collection. Considering his astonishing rate of growth, this is only natural. He knows that once this battle ends, the entire world will come crashing down on the Human Race. He seems to believe that if he grows

Race and Fallen God Beasts. At the same time, he

continue. It will give

prepared, we can curb his

**

in silence, sparks

they

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