Dimensional Descent

The atmosphere of the Morales family was odd. The death of Velasco wasn't lost on them. It was only after he was gone that they seemed to understand just how much of a looming presence he was. Long before Leonel, there was Velasco, and it could be said that the amount of pride and joy he had brought the Morales family despite his personal attitude issues was impossible to measure.

How long had he been the symbol of the Morales? The untouchable expert who stood above them all? Even though he didn't hold any power in the family, he was subconsciously understood to be their most powerful expert, and as a result, he was likewise a badge of projection. The Morales family was powerful enough in their own right, but anyone who wanted to do something to them needed to think twice, and then thrice, not just because of them, but because of what that one man might do.

The day of Velasco's rampage was something that had left a scar on the whole of the Human Domain. It was something they all remembered profoundly, and it was something that the Morales had hung their hat upon for the longest time. And now... That man was gone.

Subconsciously, they all felt a little less safe, a little less confident, a little less prideful... That sort of emptiness wasn't something that even the Ancestors could immediately contest against. Despite their best efforts, the somber atmosphere was heavy, mixing into the once happy and jovial atmosphere and creating an odd mixture.

It was impossible for there to be 100% acceptance of a matter in a family that was so large, and there were of course some who simply didn't care and even some who felt that a scourge was finally gone, many of those being members of the older generation.

Leonel didn't feel anything different when he entered the Morales family. He wasn't very familiar with it, nor did he have any close feelings of familiarity with it. It was already much different from the first time he had been here, but once again he didn't seem to care much.

Rather than reporting to the central region of the Morales family territory, Leonel had other plans, and that was of course to finally allow Little Tolly to evolve. In order to pick the perfect evolution path for the little one, he needed a Force Eruption.

Force Eruptions were the method by which worlds evolved. They pumped a world with a large amount of higher quality Force than it was used to, but as a result, they were also quite dangerous.

Leonel had been caught up in the Force Eruption, he had to fight tidal waves of beasts, and because he had been

that he had made on that island had all died due to the Terrain invasion. War was a cruel thing, and people died. It was a blunt and all too obvious truth. But Leonel had always been good at ignoring

no

died all that time ago. Instead, he was more interested in finding the location of such a Force Eruption. Luckily,

reached the end of its potential and if not for Leonel, it would have never

result of this, the Morales World was impossibly vast, covering several Sectors. In order for such a large region to enter the Eighth Dimension, the number

Leonel was able to find one. He just needed to map out the regions of Force from lowest concentration to highest and move toward the flow of the latter. Once the Force Eruptions

Segmented Cube shuttle, Leonel whizzed toward the Force

of black and

Force Eruption, though, he sensed that his shuttle was locked

didn't need to think very hard to understand what was