Dimensional Descent

Leonel sat within the Lab Setting of the Segmented Cube, his mind absent. His only company was Little Tolly, but seemingly having seen through its master's mood, the little guy was a lot less joyful.

It was quite an odd situation to be in. The war for Earth was likely coming to a close even as he sat here, the nightmare that had haunted Aina had been killed by his own hands, and a bounty that should have been hanging over his head was effectively neutered for the time being.

Yet, Leonel couldn't find it within himself to be happy in the slightest. In fact, he felt a nagging insecurity eating away at his heart, refusing to let go and filling his chest with a heavy darkness.

Uncertainty.

It was dangerous enough for a normal human to allow such an emotion to rule them. To fear the unknown and one's future path more than the idea of not taking a step at all was as good as allowing one's life to come to a grinding halt.

In a normal world, the worst that could happen would be living out a life of mediocrity. One would become a normal man, wallowing through life with a woe is me attitude that wouldn't fade even with age.

Such a person would be a perpetual victim for the rest of their lives, blaming their failures on the actions of others and never undergoing any sort of introspection about what personal decisions might have led to their current situation.

However, in a world like this, in a new world order where killing and death was just the product of another normal day, such apathy was the root of more than just failure.

Left alone with his own thoughts, Leonel spun his own counter arguments in his minds over and over again. At one point, his numerous thoughts split into two streams, attacking one another from opposite sides as though determined to completely destroy the other side.

The more Leonel thought, the more he realized just how flawed his previous thoughts were.

father was restricted the same way the

were in a completely separate space while his own father could appear on Earth itself. Were they really restricted by the same rules?

was it for him to rely on a set of rules he wasn't even aware of to absolve his father of any guilt? It was laughable at best. At worst, he was a terrible kind of hypocrite,

what about

give it to Monet, what was stopping him from giving it to someone else? If he had handed it over to Hutch, an old man he somewhat trusted, what kind of result would there

to the point he was in a coma? And if his battle against them was easier, wouldn't that mean that he would be able to

from Raynred's memories, it was precisely because Hutch had been occupied that he became bold enough to travel into the depths of the army and eventually kill Roaring Black

had been less selfish, would

most complicated of Leonel's thoughts revolved around Pisces,

to the foundation of why it was he disliked her so much, wasn't it purely because he couldn't stand the fact she survived while those he

Pisces' worst

was point Raynred toward Royal Blue Province. This action could have led to a

at all when he ran away from Elorin, the Province just happened to be the closest piece of land. Regardless of whether he found out this information from Pisces, he would have found out eventually anyway. Just like he had asked

was the most honest with himself, what infuriated him the most about what she did was the most benign action: she

was rooted in a certain selfishness on her part. But, wasn't his rejection

no obligation to hand over his things, this much was true. But… If he accepted this premise, what

just the fact the treasures had value. Tied to these treasures was also the fact his father had entrusted him with them, they could be considered to be the

further, these treasures represented his chance at reuniting with his family, it