Dimensional Descent

Leonel never thought that his father would ask him to do something he had never done. Never mind the fact that his father would never admit to it either. It could only be said that the programming of the AI likely had his father rolling in his grave.

"How am I supposed to do something you couldn't?" Leonel asked speechlessly.

"Who said I couldn't? Couldn't and didn't are too different words, brat. Don't curse me from beyond the grave."

Leonel laughed beside himself. Now that, that was a more typical answer.

"Then why didn't you?" Leonel asked.

"Because I didn't want to deal with the hassle. My foundation was already imperfect because I practiced the Conventional Path to the Seventh Dimension, one more imperfection wasn't going to make or break me."

Leonel frowned. It sounded more like his father had a method that he could have used but chose not to.

Suddenly his eyes widened in understanding.

"I see you get it now. The Constellation of families and that of the self aren't too indifferent. In fact, they're built on the same foundation: Universal Force. In truth, forming a family's Constellation is much more difficult because it requires a combination of the wills and comprehensions of several people. It takes a real hero to do that.

"Back then, I was a lonewolf and couldn't be bothered. Plus, those annoying elders had pissed me off one too many times."

Or because

to reprimand me for choosing the Conventional Path instead of the God Path, and some of those old relics tried to

fuck them. I became more powerful than every one of them before the Heir War and put them on

I didn't participate in the Heir War at all because it was a waste of my time. Those spineless cowards wouldn't do what I wanted them to do

on my father-in-law's toes so I didn't let them convince me

head, not even knowing

time. Leonel didn't know which Nebula

already nearing his thirties the first time Leonel met him, and the Heir Wars would have happened within a half decade had the Cataclysm Zone not

meant that his father was more likely than not in his early thirties,

quickly without this sort

not even in the Dimensional Verse

irrelevant. In fact, the less Morales there are, the stronger you'll be

shot up before

even from beyond the grave what the fate of the Morales would be. He too felt that Leonel's presence wouldn't have

left more questions than answers. If his father knew, why was he

he was powerful enough to deal with even King, what threat would the human alliance of the Vast

would imply he was doubting

he was ever going to ask,

you knew,