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.

armor for

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

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 decided on their matching robes as well. He was much better at designing cool uniforms, but now wasn't the

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

waved a hand, and

color, but he would prefer

doubt your mother, Little Lion.

Leonel's face became weirder.

up now, I haven't got

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 been exceptional ever since he entered the Fourth Dimension. He had gone from an elite athlete to a man that seemed

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 he could incorporate them into his Crafts. His father's teachings had had sewing lessons, but he hadn't applied them anywhere but the beast skin armors he had made for his companions during the