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?!

that alone seemed to make his flames

think whether he should act on it or not when the door

he wasn't surprised that the latter had awoken. But

Fifth Dimensional Spear

golden light threatening to split Montez's

in through the open door as though

flashed, a barrier appearing that blocked

BANG! BANG!

figure not even shifting, let alone taking a step back. In reality, he could have dodged, but he chose to let it hit him to see how strong it was to the deepest level possible. Leonel's Spear Force was so constrained and tidy that even Montez couldn't see through all its

bad. I guess you're quite ambitious

Force before. The only Spear Forces he had ever felt were anywhere near comparable were Spear Forces which had already surpassed the Fifth Dimension, but were constrained by their users to

comparable were from

Montez was sure that this Spear Force only embodied the word Swift. What if Leonel had

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

a reason you always have

have it activated?" Montez raised a

he simply allowed it to vanish. The moment he did,

sweat. With the disappearance of the armor, Leonel could even hear the wild beating of his uncle's heart. It was so loud and forceful that Leonel took a step back beside him, not out of fear, but