Dimensional Descent

The father Leonel knew was always smiling, always joking, always pointing fun at something. He was a man who didn't take anything seriously, and yet he was the best father Leonel could have ever asked for. There was no one in this world that Leonel respected more, no one he loved more.

His father's happiness was his happiness. His father's sadness was his sadness. His father's fury was his fury.

"LEONEL!"

Many seemed to witness Leonel being crushed beneath a palm that dwarfed the size of his. But, in the very moment that such a thing appeared to happen, a towering pillar of crimson shot into the skies, shredding apart the hand that had come above it.

Tier 6.

Everything in the surroundings was shredded apart. A violent surge of Scarlet Star Force shot in from all sides, taking apart the Yin-Yang Domain as though it was never there to begin with. The most violent and destructive Force in all of existence made its presence known that day and in that moment, furiously tearing apart everything in its path.

The shadow was sent flying, a pit of magma and molten earth being left in its original location.

With slow and deliberate steps, Leonel walked out of the pit, billowing smoke and harsh heat wafting into the surroundings.

The spear in his hand was cracked to the point it seemed it might collapse at any moment. Any shred of clothing he had once had had vanished as well. However, at that moment, the halo above his head expanded, scanning down the length of his powerfully chiseled body and rising back up to reveal a glorious armor of bright sky blues and reflective silvers.

of the Domain around Leonel to become more and more obvious with each passing second. However, it

BANG!

without pause or end. When he reappeared, he was already swinging his spear down from the

"You're the Desctruct—!"

Shadow Sovereign spoke again for the first time in several exchanges, but it was

in range of Leonel's Eighth Star formation, an entire side of its body had collapsed and the paw it had used to swipe down toward Leonel

what remained of the outer shell like a hot knife through butter, his momentum so fierce that the ground beneath them earned a nice gash

but Leonel was

there was nothing more than an oversized leg. In

World. But, the moment it appeared once more, Leonel had removed a hand from his spear, reaching

changed below its cloak, but the constriction only seemed to double

Dream Force flourished, his hand still being held up. In that moment, the raging fires around him concentrated into thin lines, rapidly racing across the air as each formed the singular gear of an increasingly complex Force

the air, right this very moment, was a thick assortment of Scarlet Star Force no one but Leonel could

over time, making

the skies, the complex lines of Force Arts suddenly fusing into a rising Phoenix which rose

was already too late to do anything. The attack was too powerful, Leonel's fury was too strong, and even if they somehow managed to cross a distance that

BOOM!

his armor. The billowing wind around him and the harsh spike in temperature didn't seem to harm him