Dimensional Descent

Cornelius watched Leonel, his expression warping from time to time.

'30%... He's gotten 30% stronger in a few hours… 40… 50... 80…'

Cornelius felt as though his head was spinning. A part of him wanted to believe that this wasn't improvement speed but rather just Leonel showing more of the strength he already had. But, he felt like he knew better than to try and conclude such a thing.

What was the most baffling was that he felt a change in Leonel after that fight…

'Those three… That young man is from the Sith family, the leading head of Shield Cross Star's Stealth Unit. He isn't the best among their current generation, but he's still within the top five, he's even awakened the Sith Lineage Factor to such a level already. But…'

Cornelius could feel it. Leonel got bored, and the instant he did, the rapid improvement that he was experiencing plummeted. It was as though Leonel could use his own mood to influence how fast his own progress could be. Cornelius had never heard of something like this before.

'Does he not have goals and aspirations? Does he not have something to strive for outside of what's right in front of him?'

If Leonel could hear Cornelius' thoughts he would be baffled. Reason being, he definitely had a goal to strive after. He wouldn't be able to understand how or why Cornelius would come to such a conclusion. However, for any neutral outside observer, Cornelius' conclusion wasn't only sound, it was reasonable and felt like the truth.

A person who had bought into their purpose, who truly strove after it with all they had, wouldn't be like Leonel. Why would something like boredom slow him down? Monotony was something anyone who wanted to succeed would have to learn to accept.

Leonel didn't believe in his goal…?

accomplish, rather than feeling that it was all ridiculous, he might look toward

two real explanations

take his goal to conquer the Dimensional Verse as seriously as

in his inevitable success that he felt no

…

he was likely being observed, but he had already thrown such thoughts to

platforms didn't disappear and that paths formed by others could be used, he realized that this was a great opportunity. The more time passed, the more complicated the structure would become and the more chances

to travel along them. If Leonel ignored the easy paths to take, then others could take them. Eventually , the opponents Leonel needed would end up coming to him rather than him

The more platforms were cleared, the more interconnectivity there would be, and the more likely it would be for two groups to run into each other. From the beginning, this was the design. Leonel was just

finally showed signs of waking up. When she finally did so, she realized that she lay on something as soft as clouds. It took her a moment

tails allowing her all the room

Little Blackstar, who hovered in the forehead of his foggy

greeted Aina, causing

ripping apart the Rapax before him to pay attention

looking down at her hands. She felt much better. In fact, she felt better than she had in a long

felt like a light punishment. She had just needed to replenish her mind

stretched, her curves displaying an enticing sight as she pulled her torso taut. Her figure was enticing to an extreme,