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

own. All that control, and his curiosity was getting the best of him.

It was almost painful.

it was the very realization that awakened

If he thought about it, really thought about it,

figure out how to rank people by their value, so he felt that everyone was equal and

unique measurement of life, a measurement that likely didn't exist

then he'd know exactly what to

all that curiosity, and he understood that oh so clearly about himself now. And without the influence of other Forces pulling him in all sorts

the

just wanted to know. He

out to him? What wanted

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

had broken free of her, he was certain

So what was it?

took the sixth

the other Deputy Pavilion Heads here because he never thought for

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

pressure was if you

crying because of sadness, and not out of happiness either. He

the

the rules, only someone with Life State Dream Force could be a Pavilion Head, but that was a