Dimensional Descent

"What is it, Uncle Zimo? Why did we stop?"

The voice of a young lady came out from the midst of an escort. In fact, it wasn't just any young lady, but rather Syl, the friend of the woman who was the cause of Leonel's current predicament, but also, ironically maybe the reason Leonel was still alive.

The escort was quite long, containing at least 50 individuals. Aside from one large chariot which Syl's voice came from, the rest road odd war horses with twin horns and an underbelly covered in thick scales.

Uncle Zimo was the very same older man with sparse hair that had taken Syl away from Rie just days ago. But, at the moment, he stood in place at the head of the escort, his hands folded to his back and his gaze narrowed. The issue was that he seemed to be staring into empty space. Other than an unkempt road before him amidst a thick forest, there was nothing else.

Just when everyone was beginning think Uncle Zimo had gone crazy, the ground trembled slightly and a young man slowly appeared.

For a moment, it seemed as though the whole of the world revolved around him.

The young man wore heavy leather robes that exuded the wild air of a beast. His hair, shimmering of gold and bronze swayed slightly beneath the wind, accentuating his sharp, handsome features.

Though his eyes were colored a dull green, they held a hidden sharpness within them that remained calm even in the face of such a large group.

It was clear that this young man was still in the Third Dimension. Anyone with Internal Sight could see the faint rejection of the world around him. Yet, somehow, the pressure he exuded was so far beyond that.

Uncle Zimo's gaze narrowed.

"Is there a reason you called me out?" Leonel questioned.

Despite the numerous eyes on him, his voice was steady and calm. However, it seemed to break an illusion everyone had just been under.

Whether it was by coincidence or design, the aura of the previous Leonel had made everyone ignore a few things. For one, no one had noticed the little mink around his neck until now. And, most importantly... no one had noticed the black mark that hovered before his forehead until now as well.

Upon realizing this, Uncle Zimo's expression became more hostile than it already was, causing Leonel to frown.

really tired of people being hostile to him just because of this mark on his forehead. He had even left the city, only for this nonsense to happen

man's stats, but all he needed to know was that this Uncle Zimo was far stronger than his previous self. As for how his current self would stack up... Leonel had no idea, he hadn't even had a

a step forward, causing Leonel's furrowed

said coldy. "If you insist on attacking me without reason, I'll ensure that

Third Dimension to speak to him like this. Thee weren't many even within the Fourth Dimension who

in the mood

his breakthrough, only to find out that someone had snatched something that was his as a child. Even though he had gotten it back now, with Leonel's personality, he was still more than just a little

damned old man stopped the whole escort just to bring him out from the ground and suddenly wanted

as time passed. The longer

It wasn't just him, many of the soldiers and warriors within the escort couldn't hold it in

seem to

black bow appearing in his hand. Even the sun that peaked through the heavy foliage above could only

Leonel's shoulder bared its

wind circled

the escort, his

instant that he wasn't joking in the slightest. If this

Zimo stopped laughing and

Third Dimensional Force? Do you think I would need my

gaze remained without expression. It was as though he hadn't

entire demeanor seemed to say

wouldn't attract Invalids here, but what if he activated his Winter Four Seasons Realm comprehension? He had already reached the pinnacle of Crystallization, what if he broke into the Fourth Dimension

Zimo to act. He would gladly bury this arrogant prick right

Uncle Zimo was growing more and more pissed. A mere Third Dimensional ant actually dared to speak to him this way? The worst

had a responsibility to protect Zimo. Even if there was only

gaze turned hard as he stared down Leonel, but the latter met his gaze without