Dimensional Descent

Leonel didn't answer for a very long time. For a moment, Alienor began to worry about the same thing her own mother had. Had she been away from Leonel's life for too long to be able to ask such a question? Should she have waited longer? But, the result wasn't what she thought it would be.

"… I regret how I did it."

Leonel's voice was still somewhat hoarse. When he pulled back from his mother's embrace and leaned back against the walls of the cave he had created, a flickering sort of indecision was still within his gaze. He still couldn't understand.

"How you did it?" Alienor probed.

Despite her streak as a clean freak, something she seemed to have only passed onto her son in part, if it was for Leonel, she didn't mind sitting on these dirty floors.

"… There was no need to be so cruel. I don't know why I did that. The words came out before I could even control them.

"I just… I just don't think I want to be with her anymore and didn't want to give her an opportunity. But I should have figured out another way…"

"You don't?"

Alienor looked deeply at her son. Leonel's rage seemed to be fueled by something other than what he said. But, she couldn't tell exactly what that was. That said, his statement was as clear as day.

"My mind is too clear and my path is too straight without her. I've made more progress in just a few days than I used to make in months. My head used to be filled with thoughts of her and even the lens I saw the world through was filtered through her first. But when I let go everything improved."

want? To follow your path over

It's what needs to happen." Leonel closed his eyes. "This world is

before, her finger gliding over her son's forehead and fixing the sweaty strands of

is your

Dimensional Verse." Leonel said

with his eyes closed, Alienor

arena today even though I know how important getting into the Void Palace is, and I don't even feel like appearing

he had let himself down and

palm and a gem of shimmering

the Token, a might that could only come from a higher Dimensional material. Just looking at it,

"This is…?"

is the Amethyst Token. Mom can give it to you, but you have to promise not to tell your father. He'd

a moment before he began to laugh. His laugh was in one part ironic, another

Who knew how many were risking their lives for a chance to grasp this Amethyst Token, yet

make a difference to him at all. After all, even if he did earn it the normal way, he would have to rely on talent he was lucky to be

her son. Maybe the only reason Miel still had a

Leonel was