Dimensional Descent

Leonel sat on a chair in the Lab Setting, staring out blankly into space.

In truth, in the beginning, even he wasn't fully aware of why he was feeling like this. It could even be said that Thunderous Clap and Roaring Black LIon understood before even he had. It could only be said that the objectivity of a third party was great.

He had come here with every intention of instantly getting to work, diving into training until he could barge his way out. But, instead of doing any of that, he found himself frozen in time.

After a long while, he finally understood the emotion he was feeling…

Shame.

He had made too many mistakes. Initially, he kept brushing them off as though they were nothing more than jokes. But it seemed that as time passed, the 'mistakes' he made continued to have more and more serious consequences. It came to the point where even though this most recent mistake of his had no real consequences yet, he simply couldn't put up with himself anymore.

What truly baffled him was that he wasn't immediately certain of how to fix this. Wasn't it only natural that someone as young and uninformed as him make so many mistakes?

But, the more Leonel thought about it, the more he felt that this excuse was exactly that… an excuse. In a world like this, who cared if he needed time to mature? Would the spider king's venom wait for him? Would the Force Crystal Core let him go on account of his youth? Would Simeon leave him be until he matured?

The answer to all of this was obviously no. No one owed him such a thing.

Compared to others, how much better was his starting position? Whether it was his talent, the treasures his father left for him, or the Lineage Factor his mother left for him… How many times luckier was he than another?

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had no idea how well his teammates were doing. Did James fall out with them after being snubbed by him? What about

wasn't he considered to be lucky?Was this what those psychologists deemed as survivor's

altering mistakes, yet managed to survive every time by the skin of his teeth. Sometimes it might be due to his own wit, but how many more

depths of Leonel's mind, each one striking

Tomb and Aina killed Conrad with a single strike. During their journey to the Fort, he had even had thoughts of

his actions been back then? He even went out and fought seven A-grade Invalids back to back. Maybe that had been

to survive that? Did he even deserve to survive that? His abilities back then couldn't even compare to the current him. A single A-grade threat was more

to his own selfishness, he forced both him and Aina into a corner. Instead

still chosen to follow him. But, had he not found Joan's weakness at the last minute, wouldn't they have both

eve think of blaming Aina

was the battle at the Royal Blue Fort. He had foolishly traveled back to the Fort, thinking that everything would be over as long as he made his way back.

he been to survive that? If he hadn't been so naive, wouldn't Aina still be

wall, his

joke. Even with Aina by his side right now,

again. Another stupid mistake. He was suffering here because of his own

lucky had he

have avoided it. Had he just been more cautious, had he just asked more questions,

all ultimately stemmed from his own personality. Nothing ever entered his sights, nothing ever caught his attention. The only exception to this was Aina, and other

his notice