Dimensional Descent

"Cap!"

The voices all called out in unison, drowning out even the volume they had been arguing at before. And yet, Leonel didn't seem to hear them. His gaze was expressionlessly locked onto the items on the table.

The Segmented Cube. The blue veined mask. The talisman. The necklace.

His eyes almost carelessly swept through them all, his expression giving nothing away. Still, it was as though he was standing in a parallel dimension, a space he shared with the items on the table. He couldn't see, hear or even smell anything else. The floor beneath his feet might as well have been nothing but an endless void he was freefalling through.

The room fell into silence when they noticed the direction of Leonel's gaze. They all suddenly felt that it was ridiculous that they had been debating this topic for so long, only for Leonel to see through it all due to a slight carelessness.

They could have never expected that Leonel would suddenly appear in this fashion. Even if they had wanted to hide the items, they never had a chance to.

"Cap?"

Joel stood from his position, approaching Leonel.

None of them had ever seen Leonel get emotional. Even when he felt rage, he would instead enter a state of coldness that made even them uncomfortable.

These group of brothers had been together for more than ten years, not including the time they had spent apart. They had grown together… From the time they were five years old, putting on their first football pads, to the time they were all 17 year old seniors.

remember losing when Leonel got like

through him. It was the most uncomfortable Joel had ever

head to the side. In fact, Joel felt as though a hole

that everything?" Leonel

didn't seem to carry much hurt. In fact, it was quite soothing. It was the kind of voice one could listen to when falling

this moment, the soothing nature masked a sort of coercion that demanded an answer… it was the kind of question anyone hearing it was compelled to answer, the kind of question they

everything." Joel

"I see."

However, none of them spoke a single word. They knew that at this moment, nothing would get

they were

Dream Clone sat a golden balance. On one side of the balance, there was a near perfect replica

a hand. Replicas of the blue veined mask, the talisman, the necklace

booming noise reverberated through the white walls of the Dream World, sending wave

at hair, the Dream Clone began to form motes of light. After each one of these motes was

of light. Within, an image of him first meeting Aina played. One could see her short

to Aina. One would have thought

heart forever. It was only after that

The balance shifted slightly,