Dimensional Descent

Leonel's fists fell like a torrential storm. He stood within a cave carved by his own fists, his rage only seeming to become worse with each passing moment.

Leonel couldn't ever remember being this absolutely furious before. Every time he tried to consider why that was, he just couldn't pinpoint it and it fueled his tirade even more.

A violent crimson aura hung around him, suffocating his violet fog. The killing intent was so thick and viscous that even the Sixth Dimensional creatures in the surroundings didn't dare to get close.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

Blood flew from Leonel's fists and his lips, his body having come nowhere close to healing from Miel's strike. To make matters worse, the mountains of Planet Montex were known for their hardness, even to the point they could grow to a height of piercing into space without faltering.

Yet, Leonel's fists kept wailing, a harsh and grating whistle emitting from them every time he slammed forward.

It was stupid. It was all so stupid.

That was the perfect opportunity to use the spider construct on her father, yet he missed it. She was a warrior maybe even more powerful than himself, yet he had turned her away. Her words had been sincere and even if he didn't care for them, shouldn't he have at least Respected them?

He couldn't think clearly. His mind was covered in a haze and he couldn't line up his beliefs properly. He was absolutely furious, but he didn't even have a target. He simply kept punching the walls of these mountains. His lungs were screaming, his limbs were on fire, and his bones couldn't even properly heal under the strain he was putting them under.

The cave only grew deeper and deeper. Leonel was absolutely relentless and he didn't even seem to show any signs of slowing down.

while his mind was at one gear, his body was at a completely different one. No matter how much fuel his mind had, his

BANG!

his body along, forcing it to break

fist missing the wall before him and his body falling to his

it all suddenly hit him like a ton of bricks. Breathing felt like he was swallowing hot coals and his blood rushed through his body like molten metal. He coughed and wheezed, mouthfuls of blood and pieces of

the past few days, it had far too much energy. Even if he wanted to pass out, he couldn't do it,

back. Even in the state his mind was in, he hadn't been able to

backward, but when he saw what was behind him, his

had impossibly clear memories of. Those twinkling emerald eyes were all too familiar, filled with

cave Leonel's fists had excavated already traveled more than a hundred meters in, shrouding everything in complete darkness. And yet, her light smile radiated

brows furrowed in worry. She had been fretting over every tiny detail about how she would face her son

son and the deep crimson taking over his irises, she couldn't

never expected, though, was for that violent crimson to vanish almost the instant he laid

"Mom?"

her son's arms being tightly wound around her,