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

non-existence wind for a moment before it

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

The world around his felt brighter, as

It was gorgeous.

to become tied down by its complexities, there would always be more to

so

above. The beautiful dome of glass that projected an image of the perfect blue

meant grasping the beauty of life,

begin with because he just so happened to enter the Dimensional Cleanse Trial. And if that really was his

saved. Soon she would awaken and everything would go back to normal

running away from the beauty

answer. He didn't really see the

even more cruel. Beasts used the world as their own personal toilet, they fought and killed one another for scraps,

birth was something everyone tried to gaslight him into believing was a beautiful journey.

almost constant discomfort. Her back would hurt, her feet would be swollen, she would be a slave to her own

it would be the worst pain

trick them into forgetting the entire experience, making them feel as though it wasn't so bad, all so that evolution could spur them on to

To be chained into being a slave of your own mind, or a law of existence as

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