Dimensional Descent

The reaction that El'Rion might have expected wasn't the one he received. If anything, he was underwhelmed.

Leonel had already seen just how far apart the strengths of various Races could be. Setting aside the Spirituals, there was himself. When that figure in the blood pool moved, it had to be understood that Leonel's Dimension didn't change, the only thing that changed was how much access to his own personal talent he had. That meant, the man who could kill Ancestors, and even Overlords, as though they were wet tissue paper, had been the very same Sixth Dimensional Leonel.

Of course, that was still not as impressive as El'Rion who was only in the Fifth Dimension. Though the latter had said Quasi Sixth Dimensional, this was the reality. Quasi or not, it was still the Fifth Dimension. However, it wasn't enough to completely upend Leonel's reality.

As for why he was underwhelmed, it was because he would expect such an existence to be further along at 14 years old.

If he had been born in the Morales family, he would have most definitely been faster than that. He had entered the Dimensional Verse at 18 years old. He was now 26 years old, and most of that time had been spent struggling on his own. It was completely unlike El'Rion who even had access to such a treasure.

That said, Leonel still stored away several things from this information, much of which was speculation.

El'Rion had said if his age was converted, it was very possible that he had experienced much more than 14 years, but just like dog years, different species experienced the years differently. This would explain why there wasn't even a hint of childishness on his face, though that could also be explained by his race itself.

The second important speculation was that he didn't believe that El'Rion was actually just slow to progress. Or, rather, even if he was slow, every step he took was far more substantial than Leonel's own. That meant that the Pluto Race had a different method of progression, one that Leonel was very much interested in.

A part of his senses drifted down to the members of the Void Race that Shan'Rae had left behind, a cold glint lighting his eyes.

had wasted his time, it was truly uncharacteristic of him. There also wasn't a point in converting his strength and

toward the other Void Race members, he was rendered somewhat speechless. Laying a hand even on a servant of a God Race would get your entire

have been like sentencing everyone to death. He didn't know why, but he didn't want to see this man die, at least not in

folly. He would likely spend his years in eternal damnation, never laying eyes on the person who put

had told him. He was used to being reprimanded for his straight forward

Usually, they had already thought of every possibility. Telling them facts would do nothing to change the situation. He had already assumed that giving a person the facts was only right,

to convince someone of something, you had to understand

laid out all the facts before them they might nod to your

what was Leonel's

had responded to Leonel. The only way that would

suddenly said, raising up

froze, not quite

was, or how you might be related to my grandfather or the Fawkes family. I truly do not

reason, trying to understand me, trying to convince me. I originally didn't know why you were deviating so far from your original

for the

nose. What do you think I am? A broken vase you need to put back together? Maybe because your family gave you a mission to fulfill that promise you want to

"facts", but those facts are just your understanding of your Race. Do you even know who I am? Do you know what I'm capable of? Did you check to see

rose into the air until his nose practically touched El'Rion's, looking into those