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!"

to help, how did this become

they aren't, you'll only 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, you'll be able

get a cool routine like

ask you to do?" Milan asked

I'm taking

table as the nine of them talked and chatted. Finally,

more valuable of the two if you're in a life or death situation. Don't go around showing off unless you all want to be

much time. The person who gave me the map didn't specify too much, so I assume that since I can read it,

some things before he began to Craft. It was clear he had no idea the level of commotion he was about to cause, nor the kind

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for a long while, seemingly organizing his thoughts.

on his lap without making a single sound. He had already checked, but there was no final message, no apology, and not even an enraged rant about how

point of being able to read his mind, one would never guess that he was going through a breakup.

Did they talk in that time? Did they miss each other? Why did they separate at all? Was there a good reason? Or was the reason as

excluded, anyway.

it, he wasn't even certain that his parents were

nice if you were here, old man. You really know how to

Although it had his father's voice, it sounded too synthetic. It would piss

Duty and Love. Somehow, Leonel almost knew that this same

his chair and closed his eyes. Deep,