Dimensional Descent

Leonel released a shuddering breath. His bronzed skin shimmered, reflecting like metal beneath the son, and yet still being soft beneath Aina's touch. Well, the skin was soft. The muscle beneath was anything but.

Between his Vital Star Force, his Metal Body and his various Lineage Factors, his body was a cut machine.

His muscles were compressed to the absolute extreme, giving him a somewhat lean silhouette. But his chest was broad and his shoulders were akin to boulders. Remembering a certain anime his dad really liked back on Earth, his own back could be said to have a demon face of its own, the sunlight getting lost in its deep crevices.

It wasn't just his upper body either. Even the slightest twitch of his legs revealed striations and cut separations of his quads, while his abs would have descended into infinity if not for his crotch.

However, it was one thing to look like this, but the power he felt rolling through his veins was on a completely different level.

Right now, he felt that he could crush the likes of Khelgis and his companion with a single fist. He wouldn't even need to take out his spear, and he had yet to even forge his Divine Armor.

Leonel smiled down at the woman in his arms. He kissed her head, taking in that familiar scent that was so reminiscent of apple cider.

"Finished?" Aina asked.

"Yeah, I am. For now," Leonel said.

"For now, huh? You want to ruin my honeymoon." She said in a pouty and willful voice, but it was clear she wasn't very serious.

you want. Worse comes to worst, we can just

what Aina wanted, he'd do it. Nothing

he'd worry about would be his brothers, who were already with him, and

not that bad, I'll let you do

ask something, though. How's your

laughed, feeling a bit speechless. But then

time, and that ability was like an extension of her Clairvoyance. When their souls

as she was always able to adjust to them perfectly,

Ability Index to just scan and forcefully comprehend Aina through route logic, it felt a bit...

sake of giving his wife pleasure in bed, he still used some of that even to this day though not as strictly as in the past, more so casually. But using it for anything felt like unnecessarily prying into

Soul Force before, but, uh..." Aina's voice trailed off. Then she began somewhat of a

that when their souls interacted like that, a large part of the reason Aina entered a drunken state was

was several levels above Aina, and due to that, in the feedback loop they entered, she was always the one taking

she

"drawbacks", that Leonel didn't really feel were drawbacks, the level of intimacy between their souls had reached a level where rather than just vaguely being able to understand what Leonel needed, Aina could feel it as clear as day. When that was matched with the added clarity she felt after her death, it practically felt like Leonel was a

of ritual Aina had completed during their wedding night, but it definitely held more weight than maybe either of them