Dimensional Descent

Leonel's expression gained a bit of dignity. They hadn't been here for long, yet so many inexplicable things were unfolding before him.

Gritting his teeth, Leonel made a decision.

"I know how we can get out of here."

Aina was just as intelligent as Leonel was. Though her thinking speed fell several steps behind him after he awakened his ability, when given enough time, her conclusions wouldn't be much different from his own. This was why when she heard this, her expression immediately changed.

"No. No. Absolutely not. We can think of another way. You have no idea what kind of side effects there might be. I won't let you."

Leonel smiled bitterly.

"I wish I knew more about this world, but unfortunately I don't. This is the only solution I can think of, and considering the current abilities of my mind… That's saying a lot."

Aina's eyes involuntarily reddened.

Leonel walked to Nicolas' desk and picked up one of his pen-shaped knives. He looked at it before a moment, hesitating. He didn't even notice when Aina's small hand crossed his field of vision and clamped down on the palm he held it in.

"It's too risky." Aina tried to steady the trembling in her voice. "We don't understand the diagrams to begin with, who knows what it will do to you? For all we know, Nicolas didn't even have his own will."

enough, Aina had thought of the main danger as

certain that this place was being held together by a large scale Force Art. The problem was that neither he nor Aina were experts in the matter. Walking around blindly could land them in an even worse situation than

for him to try and deduce the mysteries through Nicolas' countless notes, he had no confidence in doing so

processing power of his

Yet, they had very clear evidence here that his strength was handed to him by another. Who knew what

had one path, yet it was fraught with danger, left him in a steadily darkening state.

smiled warmly, his

that the

piece of cloth from his linen

do this. With my ability, I'll be able to make the best use of it. Plus, I won't need to draw

blankly as he set her hand down and drew the first

pause, he drew the complex Force Art across his skin, the only sign of his

and was a fraction of the size of

stone beneath their feet. The dull echoes rebounded across the walls of the underground sewage system,

than a few minutes to etch the

when he finished, but the reality didn't have much fanfare. There was a faint wisp of light and a subtle comprehension clicked in Leonel's mind. What

But that also means that if you want to influence a Dimension, you must be applying pressure from a higher Dimension. This isn't just good news…

on a very simple fundamental concept like it

that whoever it was truly had placed some failsafes in place, failsafes that made Leonel tremble to his core. He didn't know exactly what they were, but his analytical mind could already see through