Dimensional Descent

Leonel appeared back in his timeline. His gains this time were quite great. He had gained the odd beast that fused with Little Tolly, he had gained a Void Beast's corpse, and his Vital Star Force had taken a half-step into the Impetus State. Beyond that, he had been informed about a great many things and even gained the Silver and Golden Tablets.

He wasn't too eager to pass down those two tablets to the Luxnix. They had had them for so long back then and accomplished nothing, giving it to them now wouldn't magically change anything except... for his grandmother.

Even so, he was hesitant to give it to her either. He had too many questions for that grandfather of his, and his grandmother was practically wrapped around his finger. He was very good at reading people, and he could tell that his grandmother was entirely googly eyes for the Ascension Empire's Emperor. She would stand on his side almost no matter what.

In a situation like that, he wasn't sure what to think. Did he hate his grandfather? No. Did he distrust him? Not exactly, though it was close enough to that. Did he want to take unnecessary risks? Also no.

So he kept it to himself. Instead, rather than returning to the Morales family, he was far more interested in two things. First Anastasia's second search, and the second, and also the reason they returned home so easily... he wanted to fully understand Little Tolly, or at least understand him to the greatest extent he could.

He stood in a familiar location of the Lab Setting. It was the first room that had ever formed. His simple workbench ahead, the walls were lined with Snowglobes and simple shelves. This was the room that he had learned to Craft in, the room he had started the first of his father's lessons and gained an understanding toward how he should treat his Spirit partner.

He sat at the bench and pointed out a hand. Little Tolly stretched out, peeling off of his skin and forming a perfect ball. Silver was still the little guy's main color, but the dense runes of white gold that made his head dizzy to look at.

Leonel's fingers, making booping sounds that made it seem like it

gender after entering the Sixth Dimension, but Little Tolly has done neither, choosing to stay like this. Is this because of the way I

There was a ore refinement path, a creation path,

but not just this alone. This seemed to sound like a Spirit

Grade, you began to appreciate the intricacies of each and every ore. Even when they shared the same name, they weren't exactly equal, and you had to account

Spirit instead to force the Ores into a predictable

Ore. It was a Light Domain Type Ore that could project a large amount of illusions as it refracted the light around it. It was an interesting ore

could drastically change how it warped light around it, and it could trick the eyes of even its Crafter and their Spirit, so getting precise cuts in the first place was a

have an affinity of such a rare Force to begin with, let alone having the

could fool even Internal Sight, but what it couldn't fool was

and that was related to the actual and slight differences between the Force densities of the ores themselves. Even if he cut them perfectly, these small differences would throw