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!"

did this

to be limber. If they aren't, you'll only be impeding yourself. Also, be sure to only perform the stretches after weight training.

I get a cool routine like

did Cap ask you

taking this to the

nine of them talked and chatted. Finally, Leonel felt that it was

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

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

had no idea the level of commotion he was about to cause, nor the

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silence for a long while, seemingly organizing his thoughts. His heartbeat was steady, his blood flowed

items that Aina had left behind sat 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 terrible of a

read his mind, one would never guess that he was going

they miss each other? Why did

his holographic messages were excluded, anyway. Could that be

it, he wasn't even certain that his

man. You really

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

Somehow, Leonel almost knew that this same split road was what had separated his

his back into his chair and closed his eyes. Deep,