Dimensional Descent

Leonel walked through the void, his steps slow and steady. He was unhurried, his mind churning.

He could see through this path forward from the very beginning. He knew that once things had reached this stage, they would eventually force the Invalids to take action. And there was a very good reason for that.

The Gods.

Or more accurately, in this case, Gods that had ascended from Mortal Races.

Under normal circumstances, the likes of the Void Race and others of their stature would be happy to ignore this situation for a while, allowing the Invalids to run rampant and clear out more Mortal Realms to allow Existence's burden to lessen and slow the approach of the Northern Star.

However, this wouldn't be so easy to do.

The God Realms had their own laws, and the Invalids were well known to be the enemies of Existence. They were hated even more than the Fawkes of the past.

Everyone was meant to take up arms to wipe out the Invalids. Something like using them just for the sake of convenience would be going against their own doctrines.

Of course, rules were dead, and the powerful decided everything. And that was where the Gods of the Mortal Races came into play.

How could these Existences just sit back and do nothing as their descendants were slaughtered?

They would certainly pressure the other God Races to make a decision on the matter, and even if the God Races dragged their feet, these Gods would be well within their right to take personal action. After all, it would no longer be breaking the rules of the God Courts.

Leonel understood this, and so did the Owlans, Fallen God Beasts, and most certainly the Variant Invalids who had been hiding away from the God Realms all this time.

did the Invalids take such

from the beginning. An opening up of a passage from the God Realm to the lower Realms on a large scale

obviously a method of

pressured the God Court to make a decision,

list of targets, and it would likewise force

to take this action, but it

coordination of their

that it would take years. In fact, he felt that one year was still

will end in

out all the Invalids left

the timeline he had to

last for at least two months, but three months was pushing

pushed this thought down, his gaze still completely

one path out of this

it, he might as well lure

Leonel appeared high above the Human Bubble, standing on its dimensional edges as though he was truly balancing himself

was already in full swing. It was clear that what Leonel had done to protect the coordinate

make it here so fast, it could

here far outnumbered the amount

barrier would last a month total, and maybe

formation beneath his feet and his gaze flickering with a

a feel for not only the army but also how his new comprehensions

Inbetween Worlds and their Anarchic Force... would they clash or help his Destruction