Dimensional Descent

The sudden opening of a door shook Leonel out of his sleeping state.

He yawned and stretched, sitting up from the table.

He had to say that sleeping on a table wouldn't have been the most comfortable experience for him in the past. But, after practicing to the Standard Stage, it might as well have been a soft bed to the current him.

Leonel wiped the tears and sleep from his eyes, finally locking eyes with those that walked into the room.

There were two individuals, one man and one woman. They both wore the same split robes and metallic leg sleeves.

'These uniforms are quite cool.' Leonel thought playfully to himself. 'I wonder how I can join?'

Of course, Leonel was just having a joke at the expense of himself. With his luck in joining organizations, he'd probably be being hunted to his death within another few days. Still, that didn't change the fact he felt these outfits were quite stylish. Sometimes even Leonel himself forgot he was a teenage boy.

Coach had always said: 'Look good, play good'. The better one felt, the better they could perform. It seemed that this organization, whatever it was, seemed to take this quite seriously as well.

While Leonel was observing the pair, the two of them were looking toward him with incredulous expressions. Wasn't this young man supposed to be sweating their appearance? Why the hell is it that he was sleeping?

The young woman wrinkled her nose. It seemed that a negative effect of locking Leonel in here for so long was that his smell had been highly concentrated into this area.

Leonel slid off the table and put his blanket and pillow away. Flakes of dried blood fell from his body and coated the table, but he didn't bother to clean it. He felt the cleanliness of the room had nothing to do with him, quite frankly.

and could even stay fresh for longer than normal humans, given

sat down on the chair as though

what I've been brought

that he had really needed that nap. It seemed it might

question, the pair soon regained their level of professionalism, sitting across from Leonel as though they couldn't see the flakes of blood and dirt on the table

dictionary and placed it

activity." The man replied with a deadpan expression. "In addition, you match the description of several fugitives

style of dress that got him thrust into this situation. Had he taken

cleared a Sub-Dimensional Zone on my home world and used one of my rewards

politely. Of course, much of it was a lie and in some ways, he really could be considered a fugitive.

expression. "… I'm just a Third Dimensional existence from a

were exceptionally keen. He could see

due diligence or for another reason he was unaware

power just enjoyed wasting the time of those beneath them. Leonel felt that this might just be one

weak and had no backing, this was simply one of those things he

expected, the pair didn't respond directly

flipped her palm and took out

next three years. As long as you do nothing to violate the laws, you will be relieved of this mark on

suddenly faded into a deep

fact he hadn't done anything wrong? What kind of nonsense was this? Was this

despite the fact I haven't