Dimensional Descent

Leonel placed his foot down, feeling a bit odd. There was a rush of pressure, but as though his body was a mesh, it rippled right through, unable to press down on him.

He took a second step.

This time, Clarence's eyes widened. After they increased the difficulty yet again, this was Clarence's limit. But why was it that Leonel wasn't blown off like he was?

It had to be known that Clarence had Peak Impetus State Dream Force, much like Mo''Lexi. Even if Leonel was a talent, he should have left him far behind.

Clarence was correct. His Dream Force was stronger than Leonel's. Unfortunately...

Leonel was also a Dream Sovereign.

He took a third step.

Leonel felt a bit hesitant. Looking at the treasure above, it didn't seem so far away. He felt that he could leap to it immediately and it wouldn't even stop him. Nothing here could stop his steps. But, should he?

He didn't even know what he was getting himself into by coming here. Something had called him, true enough. But he didn't know what it was.

At the same time, he could feel that this Dream Pavilion was beyond him. The moment he stepped foot into it, he felt that it had secrets that could crush the Demon Race invaders with ease if it was given the chance to.

So why hadn't they?

It was that question that made Leonel come in. He felt that there should be a reason holding them back, maybe even a sheer inability to do so. So he felt that it was still a worthwhile risk even if his odds of survival had fallen from 70% to not even 30%.

But now, he was really playing with fire. What was up there?

a

of him. His Wise Star Order blood was pumping

It was almost painful.

to learn, his want to... it was the

If he thought about it, really thought about it, it was always the fuel

his desire to understand people. He couldn't figure out how to rank people by their value, so he felt that everyone was equal and should be protected as

the desire to find that unique measurement of life, a measurement that likely didn't exist but

measurement, then he'd know exactly what to exchange to

he understood that oh so clearly about himself now. And without the influence of other Forces pulling him in all sorts of directions, he could feel his

the fifth

to know. He really,

to him? What wanted him to

it another plot of the Demoness? It could be. He couldn't sense her gaze or that amused curl of her lip. She might be able to hide from him now that he was in a Complete World and less effort was needed to penetrate through the layers,

broken free of her, he was certain

So what was it?

took the sixth

called the other Deputy Pavilion

State Dream Force wasn't enough of a measurement. According to what he understood, it would take at least Half-Step Creation

was if you

cheeks. He wasn't crying because of sadness, and not out of happiness either. He was crying because of

the seventh

to the rules, only someone with Life State Dream Force could