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.

stupid doing so, knowing full well that the old man shouldn't have been able to see what was going on in the tower. But, something compelled him to

What the hell happened to

met by

seconds ticked by, Leonel felt that there was something wrong. Where were the snide

the Segmented Cube and

was nothing. An empty, vast,

and fragments of space. The only time he had

what this could mean,

rarely 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

Cube was ultimately a powerful spatial tool. If the

the inner space of the Segmented Cube collapsed, taking

Cleansing Waters, the tentacle

but things were ultimately things. He could even accept the loss of Wise Star Order, though the old

and Vice… That he could

clenching so hard the blood dripped down from their

What happened?! WHAT HAPPENED TO

down, but he found

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

has to be a way. I don't