Dimensional Descent

Leonel closed his eyes as he pressed the accept prompt. He felt as though he was losing a portion of his innocence forever. No matter what, he couldn't let Aina know about this, or he wouldn't ever be able to live it down.

Everything only got worse after the technique was projected to Leonel.

As one might expect, [108 Rising Suns] had exactly 108 positions, all curated to ensure that a sun did indeed rise. The issue with all of this was that Leonel would have to be the one to complete all of them.

'Fuck it… It's not like there's anyone here to see this anyway.'

So, Leonel began. With the help of the training room, not only was the technique projected to him, but there was even a live model to follow. At the very least, watching the model going into such poses was far better than watching Leonel himself do it.

The poses began innocent enough. The first few were nothing but normal stretches. What was special about them would be the fashion by which Force was circulated and used to supplement these positions.

Due to this special use of Force, Leonel found himself sweating just by trying to touch his toes or twist his back.

Things only got progressively worse from there. By the end of it, Leonel was folded into a pretzel, his ass sticking up high into the air and his face flushed completely red, soaked through completely with sweat.

The good news was that by the time he got to pose 108, he was far too tired to even consider how embarrassing his poses were. The bad news, however, was more of the same. He might have to kill anyone who saw him like this.

Leonel collapsed into a star fish position, his lungs gasping for breath. How could he have ever thought that an exercise created for the sake of sex would be so grueling. Was sex this demanding?

Leonel shivered.

He looked below only to see that a

'…'

'Dammit.'

Force wasn't so innocent after all. This damned exercise was meant to stimulate him

that he realized according to the dictionary, he had to do this twice a day for at least

long as he was in the Fourth Dimension as he would likely have to

they meant by absolute power corrupts absolutely? I haven't even gotten to

…

minutes later, Leonel's loins finally managed to calm their fire. Of course, a harsh and cold shower helped

meal and practically inhaled it

the way for now,

body was lighter and more powerful and explosive than it had ever been. And, that was just after one round

few things Leonel wanted

was far too basic. As of now, all of Leonel's attacks were of the simplest variety that might be taught to a child who had just entered a dojo. The only 'spear' technique he had was [Call of the Wind], but that was technically

It was more worth it to use simple and straight forward attacks. But now, he finally had the time and the