Dimensional Descent

The closer Leonel got to the finished product, the paler he seemed to become. But, even then, his gaze glowed brighter and brighter.

It was working, it was truly working. Leonel's breathing was heavy, but his vision suddenly started to go black.

…

"—Leonel! LEONEL!"

Leonel shot up, a spurt of blood coming from his nose and dripping down his lips. He quickly wiped it away, his head behind swallowed up by a mind splitting headache.

It took Leonel several moments for his eyes to focus, but when they finally did, he expression twisted into a frown.

He had failed.

"Are you okay?"

Aina looked Leonel up and down, only sighing in relief when he seemed to be intact. But then, she too, began to frown.

"I told you it was dangerous!"

Leonel shook his head. "I was never in danger of falling into a Dream, the problem is something else. I just tried to reconstruct a Force Art that was beyond me. If it wasn't Seventh Dimensional, then it was definitely near the peak of the Sixth Dimension. It's beyond me to reconstruct something like that, not until I step into Sixth Dimension."

in this case, close wasn't close enough. With the way this ability of his worked, or rather, Dream Rewind, if he reached a barrier he couldn't cross, then nothing

been too ambitious and picked inappropriately. It was already difficult to keep Starry Spirit Domain fully active. To layer Dream Rewind on top of that

gone in half an hour or so. Instead,

The Dwarven Race, despite being physically weaker than maybe even humans, have been able to defend themselves for so long. They definitely have a lot of things that we

all those Fourth Dimensional books of the Void Library, Leonel's foundational knowledge didn't lack to most anyone. Not only was he now aware of more intricate details, he was also now aware that the term 'goblin race' was derogatory, so

anything his stint in the Rapax Nest had taught him, it was that even if other races thought differently from humans and had their own cultures, they were still living beings with the same amount

Leonel didn't feel

about such nonsense. If she had a mirror right now, she'd definitely stick it in his face and tell him to take a

give me that face, let me lie here

rested his head on Aina's lap again, dozing

…

Leonel awoke, feeling

"Again!"

to take her hand. Part of the reason he failed was that he had to process her thoughts as well. And, because she

he knew it was beyond

he separated out powerful Force Arts from the weaker ones. If he was correct, there was a chance that he

high level Force Art was that he had no experience with Dwarven

be some portions he would be able to fill in without relying on Dream Rewind, thus taking the brunt of the