Dimensional Descent

It was odd.

Dream Force was meant to be one of the most dangerous Forces in all of existence. As the arbiter of consciousness, having it in too large a supply was always a bad thing as those who didn't have high affinity for it would find the line between fiction and reality blurred, a lot like what a schizophrenic would experience.

Dream Force carried with it the power of perception and fundamentally, perception was often reality.

If someone had a dream about being invincible, they would wake up and this feeling would be gone. In addition, they would then be able to pick out all the oddities in the dream that should have made it obvious to them that it was one.

However, if the Dream Force was cranked up, suddenly the line wouldn't be so obvious. The dream would become too real, too tangible. Then, you'd suddenly have a person jumping out of a building as a mere mortal in the real world because they got it in their heads that they were invincible.

The effects went beyond dreams as well. Just things as simple as thoughts, inclinations, biases, etc, could easily become too real to ignore. Suddenly, an opinion would become objective fact, a day dream would be reality, a hope would become certainty.

Believe it or not, these would be the most benign effects of excessive Dream Force.

Beyond this, one might sink into a forever coma, believing their dreams to be the new reality. And, in the worst of cases, one's mind could collapse, forgetting how to function correctly and thus leading to the most direct cause of death.

Playing with consciousness was dangerous. Almost like playing with layers of irony, eventually if you went deep enough, you would lose the ability to tell where the joke started and where it ended.

However, somehow, despite all these dangers…

The Spiritual was fine?

Dream Force was in a benign state. Despite being able to come out of his body now, he still wasn't able to use it to attack

time. In fact, even Lionel, who had reached Tier 5 and could project his Dream Force outward, couldn't use it to harm others directly either. He could only mold his Dream Force

been born a Savant due to the existence of his Lineage Factors and his Innate Node, right this moment, he still couldn't even

if he couldn't even stop it from flowing

change my approach, do

his body, going through every vital sign and checking for any stages. But, before he could even get halfway through the analysis,

his Dream World. Everything flowed faster there and he was in control of every single variable. His models were vivid, his mind seemed

Had his thoughts

was quite blue, but Leonel could see it, not with his mind's eye, but with his real eyes. His Dream Clone… it

'… What the hell?!'

lost focus, causing the Dream Clone to waver and

'No, no!'

he was looking right at a hologram, as real and tangible as such a thing could

hand passed right through it, just like it would in his

changing, trying to understand what this sort of

his Ability Index evolved? Could he make