Dimensional Descent

Monkey began to wither away, his roars growing fainter.

Leonel was stunned as he reached forward, but everything happened too quickly. Soon, what was left of Monkey became nothing more than a pile of ash, leaving Leonel absolutely baffled.

'What the hell just happen here?'

Little Blackstar jumped into action without waiting for Leonel's command, snagging a shadow out of the air before returning. However, Leonel hardly registered the little guy's actions.

Leonel's brow furrowed tightly, his emotions whirling about and his mind in a fog. He had truly wanted to give Monkey a chance and it was most definitely not his own action that caused the latter to end up like that.

Leonel hadn't been shocked that Monkey was roaring in rage, it made sense. The last time they met, he was battling Leonel. If Leonel blamed him for this, it wouldn't have been fair, that was why Leonel was still willing to try and calm him down first.

But reality was both cruel and unexpected. Leonel had no idea what could have happened to cause this, but he was left completely in shock, unable to speak a single word for a long while.

The reason for this was simple… For the first time in his life, he had no explanation for what was before him. There was no spark in his Dreamscape, no small clue he could grasp on, no immaculate, god level deduction to make…

There was simply nothing.

The snowglobe should have preserved Monkey in an absolutely perfect state. The only plausible explanation seemed to be that Monkey had run to the end of his ability and didn't have anymore strength to duplicate his cells and heal himself anymore, but the snowglobe should have frozen that process entirely.

That left only one possibility: Whatever caused this had to have happened before Leonel put Monkey in the snowglobe. But, this possibility seemed even more impossible than the first.

After several minutes, Leonel couldn't find a reason nor could he find any clues. Without a choice, he closed his eyes, sighing deeply.

Someone was toying with him. And he didn't like it one bit.

**

Leo? This

a physique he hid beneath baggy clothes, was also the well known clean freak of the group. Seeing the disgusting tentacle womb before him, despite the fact it was behind a thick wall of glass, he still couldn't' help but gag as though

useless the way it is now, but it has

using that hell

yet. Remember Little Blackstar's ability? I have something much

before he nodded in

want me

If I leave it to

Cap? Where's the worker's union? I want to propose a strike!" Franco yelled out in

to

"You're leaving?"

his head. "I actually plan on managing the tentacle womb myself. It's just that I've realized that I've left you all in the dark about too many things until now. In fact, you all don't even know what my goal is,

arm envelop his shoulder. He looked to the side and

us, Cap. How much

with their own level of fervor. He couldn't help but grin himself. As expected, it seemed like

"All of it."

**

Imperial Capital, his steps not very hurried as he looked around. This was probably the first time he came while also having the time to leisurely

skirmishes still ongoing on the border of Earth's territory. But, from what it looked like, it didn't seem that they would be ending any time soon. Those individuals wouldn't

to the Imperial Palace and the guards were still as stiff as they always were. But, Leonel just ignored them as he usually did. The difference was that this time, none of them

the large, arching doorways, Leonel's uncle Galaeron already stood waiting, still wearing his spectacles as always.

time."

he seemed to have been trying to

eyebrow. "Punctuality is

time. He looked toward Leonel deeply, a hint of something else in