Dimensional Descent

Leonel's fingers glided through the air in a rhythmic motion. As the connection between himself and Little Tolly increased, he was able to exert more and more control without the use of these techniques. However, no matter how strong their connection became, there would never be a method more precise, accurate and fast than this.

Leonel's fingers didn't have the ability to break through the sound barrier of the Sixth Dimension, but this made his control even finer and more controlled. Without having to compensate for the changes caused by vast booms of pressure, Leonel found his skill to have reached another level entirely.

Little Tolly split into dozens of parts, each of which seemed to take turns of their own in listening to Leonel's commands. Ores of all shapes and sizes glided through the air, completely unobstructed by one another.

Leonel's Crafter's Workbench vibrated to the rhythm of his movements. Above each semi spherical well, a new environment was formed. In one section, one might find temperatures as high as the surface of a star of the Third Dimension, in another, it might be barely enough to boil Third Dimensional waters.

The rhythmic tapping of Leonel's foot seemed to control hidden Force Arts within his workbench, his mind tweaking and managing everything to the most perfect degree.

Leonel had done a lot of training with this workbench to make it through his dad's program. But, this was the very first time he had felt the need to use it. It could only be said that he was truly going all out.

**

Hours ago, just after Leonel vanished in a rage, the arena fell into an odd sort of silence. Maybe the first to speak amongst it all was actually Ganor. But, due to certain matters, the only ones to actually hear him were the envoys of the Void Palace along with Orinik.

shit. Did you just see what

mouth when Ganor's

turned down such a beauty, what the fuck?! Dameon, use that ability of yours and find

kicking Ganor's Throne. He seemed to use enough strength to shatter it completely, but under some odd sort of martial art, the throne

"Orinik! Fuck!"

teeth chattering. Even for a higher Dimensional being, the funny bone was still

for once? Didn't you see

falling into silence. Then, after a moment, his eyes widened,

Compared to the memories of lower Dimensional beings, his was on another level, at least for things that occurred acutely. Thinking back to what he had seen, he realized that it did, indeed, warrant his

the foundation, they allow one to gain

This boosts one's Earth Variant Affinity to great heights and it's the minimum requirement for

things truly begin to change because the Bronze Runes appear. The cover the

the Morales, only 1000 would manage to open their Sixth Door in

onto the muscles and the inner organs. Only if one opens

why so few manage to open the Ninth Door on their first attempt. However,

Ninth Door. Upon opening