Dimensional Descent

Leonel suddenly ruffled his own hair, his dazed eyes regaining focus. But, the moment he did, fatigue overtook him and he collapsed into a deep sleep, not waking until two months later.

Like that, 12 total months passed.

Leonel blinked awake, his head snapping up. Surprisingly, though, his first instinct wasn't to leave, but rather to reach for the mallet that sat on the table. He had grasped calligraphy now and could even paint stories with nothing more than his words, but it was still lacking.

Sniper Archer – 0.79; Explosive Archer – 0.78; Strong Spearman – 0.70; Flexible Spearman – 0.73; Mixed Fighter – 0.71; Speed Fighter – 0.77; Fire Mage – 0.79; Defensive Mage – 0.73; Combat Mage – 0.72.

The closer the number got to 1.00, the more exponentially difficult it became. The fact that there was such a large improvement just went to show how shocking Leonel's improvement had been. But, Leonel realized at the end of the tenth month that he had already pushed poetry as far as it could take him. He then understood why his grandfather had added in music and painting as well.

Leonel had a feeling that only by also bringing those two to the same level as his calligraphy and poetry could he possibly reach the ever elusive 1.00. But, somewhere deep inside, he felt that even that wouldn't be enough. He would need to take that final step beyond to cross that threshold.

However, just as Leonel grasped the mallet, he froze.

How long had it been?

His eyes blinked, his internal clock catching up and his eyes widening when he realized what happened.

After a moment of shock, he jumped to his feet, his heart sparking with flames. He had actually left that woman off for so long?!

Leonel suddenly heard a giggle. His head turned to find Aina and that alone seemed to make his flames douse themselves in cold water, only

whether he should act

though he wasn't surprised that the latter

the Fifth

pierced forward, a blinding golden light

flooded in through the open door as though it wasn't there at all, shattering its very

a barrier appearing that blocked Leonel's

BANG! BANG!

let it hit him to see how strong it was to the deepest level possible. Leonel's Spear

quite ambitious to not break

Spear Forces he had ever felt were anywhere near comparable were Spear Forces which had already surpassed

to this point, he realized the only Fifth Dimensional Forces he had felt were comparable

was that Montez was sure that this Spear Force only embodied the word Swift.

looked at his uncle's armor. Now that he thought about it, this golden armor was probably his uncle's

is there a reason you always

have it activated?"

to vanish. The moment he

head to toe in sweat. With the disappearance of the armor, Leonel could even hear the wild beating of his uncle's