Dimensional Descent

The atmosphere was quite somber, and maybe the location didn't help very much. Leonel's brothers sat in silence around a table, bottles of alcohol sitting half finished as they reclined, lost in their own worlds. The smell was so strong that it felt as though a mixture of 99% rubbing alcohol and a field of roses were smashed and mashed into one, releasing a peculiar scent that made one's nose red.

They had been stuck like that for quite a long time. It was as though they could feel the heaviness of Leonel's mood, and it had been transferred over to them. This couldn't be helped. After being resurrected under Leonel's power, they felt the influence of his soul. Once they regained their own bodies, they no longer felt that sort of fanaticism that his soul constructs did, but they could still feel Leonel more clearly than they could in the past. This was only more exaggerated since some of them had experienced that feeling not just once, but twice.

Leonel hadn't come to see them since his father had died. He didn't even have much patience for Aina and his own mother, let alone others. But that didn't mean that they weren't very worried about him.

James suddenly sighed. "That guy..."

"What do you think, James? Is he finished?" Raj asked somewhat absentmindedly.

James laughed. "Why are you asking me? Do I look introspective to you?"

"Dumbass. We're asking you about someone else, what would you need to be introspective for?" Milan mumbled.

"Smart ass, don't you know you're supposed to be a dumb jock?"

"Then what's your excuse?" Milan snorted.

you trying to

those dropped passes in the championship game? You can't even call yourself a jock, so what are you exactly?

the end he sighed, just leaning back and pretending as though he hadn't heard anything. He truly didn't have much of a right to get

anyway? You never told us," Raj asked. He didn't seem to get the memo that they were trying to move on, but truthfully they felt it was about time they talked about this matter. James had been gone for so long, he couldn't

especially when the Metamorphosis came afterward.

opened up about a lot, including the matter that separated him

be an

pair, look at my

Angels Academy pricks was Conrad Siegfried? The Siegfried family is a Governor Duke family, or rather... was. My old man wanted a favor

supposed to

a bit of a dumbass. He would be an easy pawn

is it?" Milan

still can't be bothered to care about football. It was just a means to an end

the cheek to say

him the best.

"What about your flaws?"

"I didn't say I didn't have any... But

an answer? Then what're