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!"

was just trying to help, how did this become a question of his

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 to loosen up tightened muscles

couldn't I get a cool

did Cap ask you to do?" Milan asked

taking this to the

table as the nine of them talked and chatted. Finally, Leonel felt that it was about

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

will take much time. The person who

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

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had left behind on a deserted planet. He sat in silence for a long while, seemingly

sound. He had already checked, but there was

would never guess that he was

dad has been away from mom… At least 18 years, right? Did they talk in that time? Did they miss each other? Why did they separate at all? Was there a

dad had left him without even a word of goodbye. Well, if his holographic messages were excluded, anyway. Could that be because

that Leonel thought about it, he wasn't even certain that his

would be nice if you were here, old man. You really

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

and Love. Somehow, Leonel almost knew that this same split road was what had separated his parents

chair and closed his eyes.