Dimensional Descent

Leonel knew that it wasn't his ice control that had gotten Mistress Oliidark's attention. It might have caused her to perk up a bit, but it wasn't until he displayed his Spear Force that she decided against killing him and took him in.

For all Leonel knew, if he hadn't learned this way of the spear, he would have been killed on the spot, never to see the next day.

It was quite a sobering thought.

A part of Leonel still believed that he would have found a way to escape. But as a person who claimed to be so rational, these thoughts of his were wholly irrational. He didn't even realize that he had had such inner thoughts until Aina pointed them out to him, but now it felt so obvious.

It was no wonder his dad laughed at him when he talked about being a King.

A King, of course, needed confidence. But didn't that confidence need to be built on something?

Leonel thought that he was. After all, his mind was his most powerful asset. He believed that he could think and smart his way out of any situation even if he lacked the raw strength. Even his Dream Class Ratings were based on this.

But wasn't that all theoretical?

Leonel opened his eyes and looked out of the window. There was no sky, no clouds, hardly any sunlight… It was just a wall, a wall to what was probably another big house or mansion in the estate, an estate that was essentially nothing more than a cage to him.

Leonel suddenly remembered that day on the battlefield.

Heavy rain fell from the skies. One by one, friends that he had held so dear for two years fell, their blood mixing into the mud and returning to the earth. Every death was like an added weight on his shoulder, a deeper sort of promise that he swore to keep.

But what if that was the real world?

would be

this cage… His mother was out there. The woman he loved was out

the human mind was good at forgetting and glossing over tragedy. It was also pretty good at forgetting that one day we'd all die, something that quite

moral compass was kept dear to him as though he was blessing the world with his kindness. He couldn't find a reason to place the worth of his life above another, so he might as

him sound like a prick when you put

wasn't much different

that day when all his thinking, all his planning, all his logic, all his

have just casually

he could just revive

dead do so easily? Wasn't there a different energy requirement for reviving each person? If there was no intrinsic worth, then

did he still care then? His life was worth more than theirs and these High Class Demons

him about the secrets of life.

had he

window and closed his

really hesitated to

or child they loved more,

sit idly by as the woman they loved was married off to another man, and yet he had, and he was

wouldn't try to logically understand things that were clearly beyond their means,

didn't fit, stubbornly and

did all of this mean? What was the answer? Where had

have

him.

to see his father again, to see his mother, his uncle, his Aina. He felt lost, his