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...'

comprehension shift. Those vague, partial runes that he had

hair danced in non-existence wind for a moment before it settled

still at Half-Step Impetus State. But it felt far more like his own comprehension now, as though rather than

well. The world around his felt brighter, as though he could almost

It was gorgeous.

you choose to see the beauty in everything, rather than allowing yourself to become tied down by its complexities, there would always be more to experience, more to

no wonder I'm so incapable with

up toward the sky light above. The beautiful dome of

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

Cleanse Trial. And if that really was his future self, then the only

everything would go back to normal once again. So did he even

I running away from the

knew the answer. He didn't really see

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

everyone tried to gaslight him into

pregnancy in almost constant discomfort. Her back would hurt, her feet would be swollen, she would be a

give birth, it would be the worst pain she would likely

because their brains would trick them into forgetting the entire experience, making them feel

slave of your own mind, or a

felt like a scam. You didn't even truly experience colors as they were, not only was a large segment