Dimensional Descent

"I need you to understand how horrible what you've done to your body is. Have you never held in a fart for too long? I don't understand how you don't feel uncomfortable all over. Plus, do you never sleep? How did you even manage to keep this up?"

Leonel frowned. He had never felt uncomfortable. Plus, even if he did, what was a little discomfort compared to being fried to ash by his own Innate Node? A part of him still somewhat believed that Wise Star Order was trying to trick him again. But, he deduced that that was unlikely.

Also, it wasn't very difficult to manage this because he just set one of his minds to the task.

"You're pretty vulgar for an old man. Now that I think about it, I have two Savants under my wing. You can train them."

Wise Star Order had been too surprised today so he had begun to think a measure before he spoke. Still, hearing that Leonel had two Savants with him made him speechless again. Since when did his kind start to grow on trees? But, worst yet, what made Leonel think he could train them? He had his ability and they had their own.

Plus, wasn't he afraid that he'd use the Savants to mess with him? The relationship between Master and Disciple was pretty special and Savants could either be much harder or much easier to manipulate than a normal human. He was playing a risky game here.

"What makes you think I can train them?"

"Even if you don't have their abilities, I'm sure you have a deep understanding of what it means to grow powerful as a Savant. Plus, you've seen a lot."

"What are their abilities?"

"One has a spatial lock ability, the other has a defensive mirror ability. They both seem to be variations or mutations of known Ability Indexes, Vice with a Spatial Affinity Ability Index, and Candle with an Energy Shield Ability Index."

"… Lucky brats."

Order was jealous. If he had those abilities instead of his own,

head. He wasn't naïve enough to believe that was true. If he had been born with another ability, not only would he have lost his long lifespan,

But don't blame me when they become more

choice did he

actions of his grandfather, though

of reasons to certain predictable limits. He was on a spectrum, but it wasn't to the point

anti social and couldn't properly interact with the world. They needed a mentor like Wise Star

At least he had a modicum of control over Wise Star Order. If he handed them to

pulling out a large basin three quarters the height of a

should at least do this here and like this. If he was really going to die, then hopefully his mom and grandmother would be able to stabilize the

"That… Don't tell me…"

heard the spiel already. Just rip the band-aid off now. I use this water to flush my toilets. Good? Good. Now focus, I'm trying not to

hopped in, a cool and refreshing feeling hitting him from head to toe. Even after so long, Sixth Dimensional Cleansing Waters would never not feel soothing to an

How are

of shedding tears. He truly

old man. He had only brought out Cleansing Waters because they had an exceptionally high boiling point and its

to overthink it… Just…

over his Nodes, allowing Force to flow through them naturally. He began very slowly, only going bit by bit. Even if this was the natural state of things, after so long doing things the wrong way, he didn't think

then… The