Dimensional Descent

To not care, to be carefree. He wanted it, but his mind wouldn't seem to allow him that sort of peace. It was all too easy for many to focus on the next step forward, to chase that next goal, to aspire toward something larger than themselves, but they rarely thought about what it meant to sit at that height.

If you really did have the power to wave a hand and make everything you want come true, to force it into being, would it all even be worth it?

'What a uselessly human thought,' Leonel thought, still laughing to himself.

He was laughing because he could already see himself taking it for granted, as though he would definitely reach that height, as though he would be proposed with this question one, inevitable day... and when that time came, what choice would he make?

The question was too complicated, too marred by his own biases, and maybe if not for the level of thought he had achieved, he might not have even considered the question in the first place.

'I really hate you demons,' Leonel thought to himself, shaking his head.

Demons had almost killed him more times than he cared to admit. A demon had eaten him alive. Demons were infiltrating his Morales family. A Demon was supposedly his grandmother, toying with his life since even before the day he was born.

If this was a novel, he'd feel that the author was far too on the nose with his motifs and literary themes. What a condescending wackjob.

His life truly looked as though it was the greatest joke. How many existential crises was he going to have?

he faced these questions, and it wasn't because he knew the answer, or because he felt that the answer wasn't as important, but he was already

father again, he

had plummeted just by virtue of his actions... he was too

time, just thinking these thoughts, Leonel felt that he had finally understood something about himself, his

much so that even if it required crossing the benefits of his own brothers, he would rather win anyway. James had first had experience

James. James himself had tried to bring it up earlier in the day, and Leonel had had plenty of opportunity to ask about

didn't want to face the decision of what to do himself. He didn't

he had avoided James. He hadn't allowed James to tell him about his plight. Even up until this day, he

Was it because he hated to

it was

it all. He wanted his brother by his side, and he wanted victory. He was insatiable and there probably wasn't anyone who

might be interested in you, wouldn't it be obvious

how ridiculous what he was doing was too, they had even begun to cheer him on, looking forward to the day that he would finally receive his answer. He had manipulated them for his own goals much

him was her saying yes. He didn't

was constant. It was maybe his

on Earth, brothers that he had known since he was a toddler, all to chase a woman who hadn't even given him an affirmative yes yet.