Dimensional Descent

Leonel's next words were covered by Velasco's hand. The latter looked like he had a fiery rage in his gaze, but before he could do anything more, Alienor landed silently by Leonel's side, throwing up an eyebrow.

"Reveal what, exactly?"

Leonel sent his mother a helpless glance, as though to say that his mouth had been sealed by the criminal before him. He was helpless to do anything before this kind of power, how could he continue to explain?

"Nothing, dear. This little rascal is just making things up," Velasco hurried to explain.

"Is that so?" Alienor said lightly. "Interesting."

Velasco coughed, trying to regain his dignified bearing. He sent another glare Leonel's way, but the latter seemed to have been consumed by his amusement.

His father had a fascination with anime during his time on Earth. Just like any self-respecting weeb, he had fallen down his own rabbit holes and ended up basking in the degenerate side of the culture. That poor man, within his wife by his side for a whole 17 years, he fell into complete depravity. He was a reformed playboy, but his libido hadn't magically vanished.

It was impossible for Leonel to find something that Velasco wanted to hide normally, but the trouble was that Earth had very strict rules before the Metamorphosis, such content had very strict bans on them and the methods by which one could get their hands on them was very long and grueling.

Of course, Velasco didn't fear the punishment of the people on Earth. But the trouble was that in order to partake in that culture, one had to use the systems of Earth, obviously. That meant that he had to use the same devices as everyone else.

body. Earth might have been primitive at the time, but they were unmatched in talent, and when

a Crafter, he didn't know anything about biology initially, and because he was so focused on the

with minimal knowledge or care, faced with a youth of the younger generation who knew the ins and outs of such devices, he never stood a chance. It

reached a certain standard, he was even able

grin only grew wider and

Velasco really wanted to shake this son of his until he couldn't see

Alienor wouldn't talk to him until he explained what Leonel had wanted to say, and knowing her character, she wouldn't let Leonel

You don't

Velasco nearly cut

a thing only made it worse. This son of his was more than smart enough to know that, he had

so hard

he had just fought a life and death battle at all, all of

side profile. She still rested on his back,

so bad right