Dimensional Descent

The Polished Glass faction members looked toward one another as Leonel dashed away as though his feet were on fire.

Was this the same young man who displayed such confidence the whole time they had known him? Why did he seem so… whipped?

"See? I told you he had a girlfriend." Radlis beamed.

But, his smile didn't last for long before he found Litia's foot and Kaela's fist closing in on him together.

…

Leonel dashed through the city, most seeing nothing but a golden blur as he whizzed by. Despite the fact he hadn't trained his body in a month, his control over Force had reached new heights.

Leonel's purpose in spending a month Crafting went beyond just accumulating merit points, it also allowed him to train his mind. He hadn't just been showing off when he began to Craft 20 Elite Polished Grenades at once, he had actually been focused on honing his split minds.

The same way Leonel found that he could dull his senses by splitting his experiences of them between different streams of consciousness, he also found that he could sharpen these same senses by doing the reverse.

By focusing on the same task with many different minds, he could also heighten his senses.

But, what Leonel ultimately found was that this approach was much less effective than the dulling of his senses.

If one thought about it, it made sense. Ultimately, Leonel's split minds would lose some computational ability in comparison to if he focused his entire mind on one thing.

What was the solution to this? It was obviously to strengthen his individual streams of consciousness.

Leonel found that there were two ways to do this. The first was to improve his control of Dream Force. It was ultimately Dream Force that allowed him to do all these fanciful things.

crude and that

did both simultaneously and continuously for the last month, only

alone. The use of his

comfortable using it despite the fact his

happy with his progress. Soon, he'd feel confident enough to break into the Fifth Dimension with his Soul Force. Once he did this, he would finally have enough capital to look for the latter portions of [Dimensional Cleanse]. When he reached that

so far to help her at all.

freshman quarters, a place he

blooming when he saw a familiar silhouette standing near the community meditation

could react, Leonel had dashed over,

"Ah!"

found herself practically enveloped. If it wasn't for the fact she was currently wearing her mask, even her lips might have been

nose, making him feel at peace. For

being looked at by all sorts of people. And how could they not be? After all, they were in

managed to wiggle her way out. But, she simultaneously wanted to hide her face away from everyone, leading her to the point of resting her forehead against Leonel's chest in

okay. I'll

and Leonel seemed to disappear from everyone's view even though they hadn't moved

gentler as

Aina wrapped her arms around his back. It

of her toes, taking her mask off

a bit embarrassed. She hadn't seen Leonel's attempt

his brow. "Just a kiss on the cheek? Is

and hurt, causing

"Hmph, I --."