Dimensional Descent

Leonel had already memorized the known Ability Indexes. So, he didn't really need the dictionary to explain anything more to him.

Seed. Root. Form. Manipulation. Immortality.

Even if he hadn't memorized these five titles, just by the fact that Wise Star Order was in Tier 5 to begin with was shocking enough. There was only one group of people who could enter the fifth tier…

Savants.

Leonel had to say that the creator of these Tablets surely chose well. There probably was no better choice for a Title like Wise Star Order than a Savant with a soul ability.

Leonel felt like this was a great opportunity, he really wanted to find out how Savants who hadn't been locked up since their youth functioned. From what it seemed, Wise Star Order was kind and even somewhat pitiable.

However, Leonel was well aware that those who fell on the spectrum Savants normally did were actually very good at falling in line and displaying an outward façade to fool those around them. In fact, if you weren't careful, you would very quickly find yourself being manipulated.

Apparently, though, Leonel didn't realize the irony in his own thoughts.

would have already fallen into Wise Star Order's rhythm. The moment Leonel felt pity for his Ancestor, it was pretty much over. Wise

just in case a Northern Star Order really did appear one day, you would have a backlog of fake history to rely upon so no

question still remains... why? With a Savant leading the charge you could have done all of this yourself. What

but for some reason, it didn't seem to travel to his

was just a step away from robotic, as though there wasn't anything particularly human left of him. "So you're a lot like me. It's no wonder my usual act

but it seemed to

anything. Just to get these fools to bide their time for three generations,

I would prefer to have you as a subordinate. You and I can see the world similarly and I wouldn't have to worry about you

take mine, your Immortality ability won't be worth

seem to hear Leonel's words at

soul is so weak? What good is

there races

I've wasted my years of life? My knowledge of the Dimensional Verse is beyond anything you can imagine. I've even left the Human Domain and traveled to places even those uppity cowards of the Void

but Souls. Their childhood is made up of nothing more than constructing the bodies they need to live in. Their souls are so powerful that each

could kill a Sixth Dimensional expert with a single

to call themselves Emperors and Empresses in this Domain. They're just lucky that this Domain doesn't have an Eighth Dimensional region, or else what peaceful existence they do have would be torn to shreds in an