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. In the whole of Terrain's Brave City, not a single one had ever claimed one

suddenly become the center of attention. He was entirely immersed in an all

…

Compared to the Star Force abode, this Dream Force abode was even more secure. Whereas someone

possible to fall into an illusion without even realizing what happened. If it wasn't

that's how

hadn't had a place he could call home in more than a year now. He didn't know how long he would be in this Brave City, but he definitely felt at home

with one another across the home. It was warm and pleasing to the eye,

his affinity for Fire, Light, Star, or Earth, his affinity for Dream

Dream World, whenever he used Dream Sculpt, whenever he formed a Dream Clone… Every time,

unconsciously, as though he was breathing… just what level of

what it was and

WHOOOOSH!

violent torrent of Force surged

a hindrance to him, limiting his abilities and causing him

Soul Force and Dream Force were like the lubricants and fuel to a well running engine. Not only was Soul Force far lower

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 reliving them in real time. Their phobias would manifest and hold

those innately born with a comprehension of this Force could make use of it without losing themselves. And, thanks to his ability, Leonel just so

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

the slightest. The Dream Force he was accepting now, no matter how high level of an energy it was, was

WHOOOSH!