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!"

lip twitched. He was just trying to help, how did this become a question of his sexuality. Franco really had

maximize your ability, your limbs need to be limber. If 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,

a cool routine like

did Cap ask you

I'm taking this to the

and chatted. Finally, Leonel felt that it was

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

gone… But I don't think it will take much time. The person who gave me

some things before he began to Craft. It was clear he had no idea the level of commotion he was about to

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

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

guess that he was going through a breakup. Maybe even Leonel's own Dream Simulation wouldn't

time? Did they miss each other? Why did they separate

wondered… His dad had left him without even a word of goodbye. Well, if his holographic messages were excluded, anyway. Could that be because he was so excited to reunite with his wife? Or was there another

certain that his parents were still together. For

here, old man. You really know how to disappear at the worst of

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

knew that this same split road was what had separated his parents for so long. It was a cruel choice,

back into his chair and closed his eyes. Deep,