Dimensional Descent

Finally, there was Franco. He looked toward Leonel with anticipation, hoping that his outcome would be as great as everyone else's.

His ability was quite simple, it was a pure physical boost. However, it wasn't as simple as the most common increases to strength, speed or the like. Rather, it was a holistic upgrade in everything from his senses to his speed to his reaction time.

Franco would probably benefit the most from comprehending all encompassing Universal Force, but Leonel understood that such a thing couldn't be expected. There would be very few people like him and Arnold. He had to be careful with setting the bar too high or else Franco would be the one to suffer most should he fail.

Rather than doing this, Leonel tailored Franco's future path to what he loved.

Franco seemed to think that the broad sword was the coolest weapon that there was, so Leonel allowed him to continue along that path. At the same time, he incorporated a mandatory daily routine for flexibility.

"Cap… You don't really want me to do this… Right?"

Leonel grinned. "What's the matter?"

"I would rather die!"

"Oh come on, it's just a little stretching."

"A little stretching in preparation for what?!" Franco was almost speechless. "I don't swing that way even for you, Cap!"

just trying to help, how did this become a

be impeding yourself. Also, be sure to only perform the stretches after weight training. If you do it before, you'll affect your performance and increase chances of injury. If you do it after,

couldn't I get a cool routine like

ask you

taking

filled the table as the nine of them talked and chatted. Finally, Leonel felt that

use the more valuable of the two if you're in

how long I'll be gone… But I don't think it will take much time. The person who gave me the map didn't specify too

casually explained some things before he began to Craft. It was clear he had no idea the level

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planet. He sat in silence for a long while, seemingly organizing his thoughts. His heartbeat was steady, his blood

single sound. He had already checked, but there was no final message, no apology, and not even an enraged

never guess that he was going through

they miss each other? Why did they separate

if his holographic messages were excluded, anyway. Could that be because he was so excited to reunite with his

certain that his parents were still together. For all he

were here, old man. You really know

the dictionary. Although it had his father's voice, it sounded too synthetic. It would piss him off more than

that this same split

into his chair and closed his eyes. Deep, rhythmic