Dimensional Descent

Leonel felt himself slowly calm down, his expression becoming serious. He didn't know how to feel about the conclusion he had just come to. It felt like there was something missing.

Sure, Ability Indexes were an anomaly that he couldn't quite understand. They appeared for seemingly no reason and they were an existence that manifested outside the bounds of reason.

It was no wonder.

Leonel had a deep understanding of his soul now, deeper than any comprehension he had ever had in the past, and beyond what even some with Life State Dream Force might come to comprehend. And yet, he had still yet to find the source of his Ability Index.

Could it be further down? Could it be located in the First Dimension instead of the Second? The Dimension of the impetus of Existence itself?

'There's a kernel of truth to that, something...'

Leonel's gaze flashed.

What about the universes necessitated that there be life? Why was it that under the pressure of evolution, life would appear again, and again, and again, given the right conditions?

The answer was obvious.

There was a rule as fundamental as any other rule of physics that everyone was ignoring, a rule so fundamental to Existence that it forced life into being.

What that rule was, what its parameters were, what limitations it had... those were the questions that would decide just how useful this information was to Leonel.

'The necessity of life...'

Those vague, partial runes that he had memorized as

danced in non-existence wind for a moment before it

feel much different, and maybe somewhat disappointingly, his Vital Star Force comprehension was still at Half-Step Impetus State. But it felt far more like his own comprehension now, as though rather than relying on the runes,

around his felt brighter, as though he could almost see the various colored swirled

It was gorgeous.

down by its complexities, there would always be more to experience, more to love, more to care

no wonder I'm so incapable with this

dome of glass that projected an image of the perfect

meant grasping the beauty of life, it really wasn't

Trial. And if that really was his future self, then the only reason he had placed Vital Star Force inside was

awaken and everything would go back to normal once again. So did he even need Vital Star Force

running away from the beauty of life?'

the answer. He didn't really see the beauty of

personal toilet, they fought and killed one another for scraps, scavengers might even have

him

would hurt, her feet would be swollen, she

she finally did give birth, it would be the worst pain she

because their brains would trick them into forgetting the entire experience, making them feel as though it wasn't so bad, all so that evolution

into being a slave of your own

even truly experience colors as they were, not only was a large segment of the spectrum hidden from you, the color of an object was only was it reflected and