Dimensional Descent

Aina had never seen Leonel so focused.

A dense amount of Auspicious Air flooded his surroundings. It felt that if she wanted to, she would easily be able to enter an extremely deep state of meditation, one even deeper than the one that had allowed her to form her Chaos Demon body.

Aina couldn't help but wonder why it was that Leonel didn't use it more often. Whether it was his state of focus or his strength, she felt like it was on a completely different level when he entered this state. Was he just not aware? Or was it about his disposition? Could he not enter it freely?

She could tell that Leonel seemed to be pissed off about something, but it was odd because he didn't seem to be angry with her. If anything, she felt like they were even closer now, closer than they ever had been.

What woman wouldn't swoon when their man said words like Leonel just had? Leonl always seemed to have a way to make her heart flutter, but this just felt especially potent even in comparison to his usual way with words.

But his disposition shifted again on a dime. She just felt like the more she understood Leonel, the less she actually understood.

From what she did know, though, there were probably only two possibilities. Either Leonel was pissed off that he was too weak and had to make such a decision in the first place, or he was enraged at the thought that people were threatening her life to begin with.

Knowing this unreasonable man, it was probably a combination of both. Only someone with his level of arrogance would be truly pissed off about such things.

The first was a culmination of frustration.

Leonel was usually lazy, that much was true. He didn't put in as much effort as he should and he was easily bored by things. But at the same time, he was also someone who could easily pour in a ton of time so long as there was a goal ahead.

If he had just been lazy recently and that was the root of his weakness, fine, he would be able to accept it. But the reality was that before being forced into this situation, he had spent every waking moment of the previous year honing his strength.

out of that training room, and the moment he did take

of effort. He had put in so much effort that he even fell asleep for an additional two months. And yet, even that still wasn't

he was surrounded by enemies in this event City, and when he finally found a soothing happiness again with Aina by his side, he was nearly crushed in

Even if he completed this perfectly in time for them to be teleported out, they'd likely face stiff problems as he

than strong enough to shatter the barrier his father left behind in the Segmented Cube, but he

was frustrating. It felt as though he was running in

only Leonel would be truly frustrated by such

What was a year of effort compared to the amount of time these geniuses had put into their crafts? What about compared to the old monsters that were waiting to target his life? What good was

How long ago had the Metamorphosis of Earth descended? He hadn't grown up in this world,

now, he couldn't seem to ever focus on it like he wanted to. it was almost

the final Force

of it all. This guard was none other than the home of the Segmented Cube. Very soon, it would

the intent

be. No one would care how long he had been in the Dimensional Verse for, no one would care that he had spent most of his childhood recovering for a grievous injury or that

care, he

his completed Craft into his spatial ring and stood to wrap an arm around Aina's

practically

formless pressure boring down

had learned when his body separated from his soul was that while the root of most of his Lineage Factors were in his body, his King's Might Lineage Factor actually called his soul home. In addition, when his body separated from his soul,

at it, Leonel felt a

"Come here."