Dimensional Descent

Aina's chuckle pulled Leonel out of his thoughts, leaving him speechless. They had entered another world of darkness, and a gaseous blackness flew all around them. On top of that, their lives were being plucked along under some unknown symphony, controlled by composers that likely didn't have their best interest in mind.

What could this little vixen possibly have to chuckle about?

"Look at your face, so serious and so confused. You've spent the last almost three weeks doing nothing but thinking. What is that worth to someone else? A couple months? A couple years, maybe? You're still not tired?"

Leonel didn't even know how to respond to this. For a second, he thought that someone was trying to whisper doubts into his mind and that they were using Aina's voice as a convenient in. But soon, he realized that it really was this future wife of his that was teasing him.

Seeing Leonel's expression, Aina laughed harder.

"Aren't you having too good a time with this?" Leonel finally responded.

"What can I do but have a good time?"

Leonel felt a hand rub at his crotch and squeeze a few times.

"I know what it is," Aina said seriously. "You're too pent up, I haven't been doing my wifely duties."

Leonel blinked, then turned and cupped Aina's face. Seeing the serious look in his eyes, Aina almost stopped her joke completely... until he spoke.

"Who are you and what have you done with my Aina?"

Aina scoffed. "You become a completely new person every other day and I can't change just a little bit?"

Although Leonel could tell that Aina was joking again, his eyes dimmed somewhat.

"I'm sorry."

skipped a

been pulled in

thought about it, but if he changed so much and so frequently, would Aina even

but not enough about how everyone else would. Just Joel's probes alone should have alerted him to

to say more but

much about it. Do your parents know what your personality would be when you

"Huh?"

didn't have the brain capacity remaining

And don't give me some nonsense about evolution and protecting

but laugh, looking at that pouting face, it seemed that she

life. Your parents were different people before they had you, and as you grow, they would grow too. If we marry, and have children, how many changes would I undergo? How many changes

love for you became unconditional a long time ago, why are

remaining silent for a long time. After a

seduce

to the side. "Was it the heartfelt words? The fact we're all alone now?

squealed as she was swept

crimson bull horns, skin as dark as night, and flaming golden eyes that looked as though they deserved to be floating in the

around bare-chested, having nothing more than

a leader among them, even down to their heights, they were all of perfectly equal height and build. If not for the slightly puffier

moment, they all came to a

toward one another. Their blood

It's got to be

words, one of the Bull Demons was already pitching a tent, and his eyes had already stopped looking off into the distance and were entirely focused