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!"

twitched. He was just trying to help, how did this

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 to loosen up tightened muscles

couldn't I get a cool

you

you! I'm taking this to the

laughter filled the table as the nine of them talked and chatted.

suit you. But, you have to remember to only use the more valuable of the two if

But I don't think it will take much time. The person who gave me the map didn't specify too much, so I assume that since

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

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

He had already checked, but there was no final message, no apology, and not even an enraged rant about how terrible

being able to read his mind, one would never guess that he was going through a breakup. Maybe even Leonel's own Dream Simulation wouldn't

At least 18 years, right? Did they talk in that time? Did they miss each other? Why did

him without even a word of goodbye. Well, if his holographic messages were excluded, anyway.

certain that his parents were still together. For all he knew, they were

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

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

sat a split path between Duty and Love. Somehow, Leonel almost knew that this same

his chair and closed his eyes.