Dimensional Descent

Leonel was suddenly bombarded by a surge of Force.

It was unlike anything he had ever experienced before. The Force he was used to was hard to sense, but it was still tangible. Even someone with weak Internal Sight could feel it as long as the concentration was high enough.

But, this Force, despite being maybe in the highest concentration Leonel had ever seen, still felt… unreal.

The harder Leonel tried to reach out to it, the more fluidly it slipped through his fingers. It was as though Leonel was on a different plane, observing it from afar.

However, despite there being such a surge, Leonel didn't feel like his life was in danger at all. In fact, he continued to walk forward without suffering any setback at all. If it wasn't for the fact he was taking his time to sense the mysteriousness of this Dream Force, he would have already long since crossed this trial.

Before Leonel even realized it, he had made it to the door of the Dream Force abode.

His palm reached out, touching the dark oak of the door.

*CLICK*

A light clicking sound reached Leonel's ears as the door slowly swung open.

At that moment, a shield of protection suddenly vibrated.

The lamppost that manned the outside flickered before erupting into a blinding light that shot into the skies.

swung in a single direction. They were all used to the signs of an abode being conquered by now. However, the signs had never been this exaggerated before.

that he had suddenly become the center of attention. He was entirely immersed in an all new feeling. His body, despite

…

of how much time had passed. But, he was no longer worried about a time limit. Compared to the Star Force abode, this Dream Force abode was even more secure. Whereas someone bold might try to force their way through the Star Force trial, Leonel

illusory. In this abode, it was possible to fall into an illusion without even realizing what happened. If it wasn't for Leonel's high affinity with Dream Force, he would have likely fallen into an

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looking around his new home for the next while. He couldn't help but smile, he hadn't had a place he could call home in

in white and black. The two shades complemented and danced with one another across the home. It was warm and pleasing to the

understood that compared to his affinity for Fire, Light, Star, or Earth, his affinity for

his Dream World, whenever he used Dream Sculpt, whenever he formed a Dream Clone… Every time, without fail, without Dream Force as a core, he

though he was breathing… just what level of

what it was and could

WHOOOOSH!

torrent of Force surged

completely expelled all of his normal Soul Force. It was nothing but a hindrance to him, limiting his abilities and causing him to use more stamina

like the lubricants and fuel to a well running engine. Not only was Soul Force far lower in quality, when it combusted, it gave

everyone could do as Leonel was currently doing. Dream Force represented consciousness. Those with low affinity could easily lose themselves, forgetting what was real and what was not. Their memories would become so real that it would feel as though they were

Force were endless. Only those innately born with a comprehension of this Force could make use of it without losing themselves. And, thanks to his

moment all of his Soul Force was purged, Leonel felt as though a shackle on his mind had been

slightest. The Dream Force he was accepting now, no matter how high level of an energy it was, was still considered to be

WHOOOSH!