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.

of an abode being conquered by now. However, the signs had

of attention. He was entirely immersed in an all new feeling. His body, despite standing on the ground, felt as though it

…

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

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 high affinity with Dream Force, he would have likely fallen into

how

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

whole abode was decorated in white and black. The two shades complemented and danced with one another across the

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

Dream Sculpt, whenever he formed a Dream Clone… Every time, without fail, without Dream

was breathing… just what level

what it was and could consciously put

WHOOOOSH!

torrent of

nothing but a hindrance to him, limiting his abilities

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

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

endless. Only 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 happened to be one of these

a shackle on his mind

matter how high level of an energy it was, was still considered to be within

WHOOOSH!