Dimensional Descent

Leonel shot up, his body covered in cold sweats as he breathed heavily.

When a normal person hyperventilated, maybe the worst thing that would happen was light head and some noise. However, when someone like Leonel did so, it was like the entire room had become infused with a raging tornado.

Winds whipped into the surroundings, crashing against the walls and sending whatever was light enough to not remain anchored down spiraling into the surroundings.

It took Leonel several moments before he realized he was no longer stuck, but the fear made his heart thrum. He couldn't be sure, was this really the real world?

Leonel looked down, finding Aina sleeping soundly on his lap. Even through all the commotion, she remained in a deep sleep.

She sat in a chair by Leonel's side, leaning forward to rest her cheek on him. There was definitely more than enough room in bed for her to sleep by his side, but she must have been worried about him not healing properly.

Seeing her sleeping so peacefully helped Leonel's heartrate to calm considerably. Bit by bit, his heavy breathing slowed and returned to a normal cadence.

'What happened to me?'

Leonel's brows furrowed. He subconsciously checked over his body, but what he found was even more difficult to accept than anything he had put the crowd observing him through. It was so baffling that he almost couldn't accept it.

Had he been in a coma for years? It was the only way he could explain what he was seeing.

No, that didn't make sense. With years, considering Aina's talent, she would have most definitely progressed into the Sixth Dimension. There was no way she would still be at the Fifth.

almost felt stupid doing so, knowing full well that the old man shouldn't have been able to see what was

man? What the hell happened

met

first, he thought the old man was taking his time to respond, something that happened sometimes. But, as the seconds ticked by, Leonel felt that there

sent his mind into the Segmented Cube and what he

An empty, vast,

greatest reliances, there was an odd swirling portal and fragments of space. The only time he had ever seen something

could mean, Leonel's expression went

reacted like this to any change. In fact, he could ever remember reacting like this to anything. However, if he was correct, this sort of event warranted exactly this

tool. If the inside of it looks like this,

Segmented Cube collapsed, taking with it everything that had been

Tablet, the Cleansing Waters, the tentacle womb, Wise Star Order, the two

He didn't want to believe it, but he didn't have any other explanation. The resources, he could accept the loss of. He had no idea what happened, but things were ultimately things. He could even accept the loss of Wise Star Order, though the old man had been useful, Leonel had already lost count of the number of times he had tried to kill him. Even the

Little Blackstar, Candle and Vice…

so

happened? What happened?! WHAT HAPPENED TO

calm himself down, but he found it hard

way, a way to reverse this, a way to turn it back around. The Segmented Cube was the Heirloom of the Morales family, how could

be a