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.

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

immersed in an all new feeling. His body, despite

…

But, he was no longer worried about a time limit. Compared to the Star Force abode, this Dream Force abode was even more secure.

was always easier than facing the illusory. In this abode, it was possible to fall into an illusion without even realizing what happened. If it wasn't for Leonel's

that's how

he could call

black. The two shades complemented and danced with one another across the home. It

for Fire, Light, Star, or Earth, his affinity for Dream Force existed on a completely different plane of its own. It was so high, in fact, that even without being consciously aware, he had still made

formed a Dream Clone… Every time, without fail, without Dream Force

something so unconsciously, as though he was breathing…

was and could consciously put it

WHOOOOSH!

torrent of Force

a hindrance to him, limiting his abilities and causing him to use more stamina to perform

only was Soul Force far lower in quality, when it combusted, it gave off

was real and what was not. Their memories would become so real that it would feel as though they were reliving them in real time. Their phobias would manifest and hold control of them. Even their loves would become larger

to using Dream Force were endless. Only those innately born with a comprehension of this Force could make use of it without losing themselves.

of his Soul Force was purged, Leonel felt as though a shackle on his mind had been lifted. Dream Force began to compress within his Ethereal

no matter how high level of an energy it was, was still considered to be within the Fourth Dimension. With the strength of his

WHOOOSH!