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.

heat and then cool, the rapid changes causing the cracking glass effect of the Domain around Leonel to become more and more obvious with each passing second. However, it felt like to the man himself, none of it

BANG!

already swinging his spear down from the skies, its momentum making whatever power the shadow had had behind its strike seem

"You're the Desctruct—!"

for the first time in several exchanges, but it was already too late

shambles. Having been in range of Leonel's Eighth Star formation, an entire side of its body had collapsed and the

remained of the outer shell like a hot knife through butter, his momentum

losing just a bit more of his shadow construct in the process, but Leonel was absolutely relentless. His spear became like a raging flood dragon, every pierce

and there was nothing more than an oversized

moment it appeared once more, Leonel had removed a hand from his spear, reaching

cloak, but the constriction only seemed to double

into thin lines, rapidly racing across the air as each formed the singular gear of

very moment, was a thick assortment of Scarlet Star Force no one but Leonel could even dream of

time, making the

fusing into a rising Phoenix which rose to its tallest height in one flap and shot down in a beam of laser-like crimson light with

powerful, Leonel's fury was too strong, and even if they somehow managed to cross a distance that was much too far, the result would only be their own

BOOM!

gaze hid coldly behind the visor of his armor. The billowing wind around him and the