Dimensional Descent

Leonel fell into silence for a moment before he closed his eyes and exhaled a slow breath. When he opened them again, there was a resolute look within. The plan remained the same. Crush this Dimensional Verse into his fists as quickly as possible, open a path to the outside world, and if he was lucky enough to enter the Impetus State before then, then he would forget about this matter. If he wasn't, then he didn't believe in the whole of wider Existence there wasn't at least one such person. He didn't care how powerful they were, what their background was, if it would save Aina, he would do it.

"With me, Tolliver. We'll finish this within a day with your help."

The sound of popping bubbles and bubbling water echoed. It sounded much more complex than the noises Little Tolly usually made, and Leonel even felt that he could even somewhat understand the little Metal Spirit far better. While it hadn't seemed to mature exactly as he had expected, it had definitely still matured. Confidence and excitement radiated from Tolliver, and Leonel even felt like the Metal Spirit was a miniature version of himself, at least somewhat.

"Good."

Leonel got to work.

...

A day later, he stepped out from the Lab Setting, sharp-eyed and radiating a suppressive aura. The first thing he did was go and speak to his mother. After confirming that she had already formed the Golden Tiger Lineage Factor, he asked her to follow him. It was about time they returned to the Morales family and saw what the situation was. Not much time had passed. The time allocated for the mission within the Zone should have taken years to finish, and the time dilation was, as a result, quite forgiving. Due to this, Leonel and his mother had only been inside for a few minutes. Overall, it was only a single day if his time spent Crafting was.

that day, not only had he completed the final sets of armor for his demon troops, but

you want to return to the Morales family, you can't wear that," Alienor suddenly

His robes were decent enough, though not as elaborate as the ones he had worn to match Aina as they entered The Heir Wars. But, they were still decent enough. He had wanted to wear his sweatpants, but he felt that he should be a bit more mindful of his image. That said, he wasn't exactly in tune with the fashion sense of the wider Dimensional Verse, he just randomly picked something out. Now that he thought about it, it was Aina who had

didn't want to overstep my bounds before, but I won't let anyone stop me from being a

hand, and a white robe

hated the color, but he would prefer something bolder.

your mother, Little Lion.

Leonel's face became weirder.

doing? Hurry up now, I haven't

person, and had gotten into his fair share of wild battles that had practically left him entirely naked. But for some reason he felt a little uncomfortable standing in front of his mother in his boxers. Alienor looked at his body and nodded, patting her own shoulder as though she had done a great job. Leonel's physique had already

soft, almost like silk and clouds had a baby. On top of that, looking a bit closer at more than just the color, there were faint patterns of a grey so subtle that it almost looked white as well. But together, the subtle embroidery made it look quite noble and elegant. When he put them on, he was actually quite satisfied. The material even made his Force flow with a smoother cadence. He made a mental note to study up on fabrics and how