Dimensional Descent

The understanding made Leonel's eyes glow brightly. That was right, that was what the Life Grade was always meant to represent. It was meant to be a living being's attempt to create something with a life of its own, a single item formed of many that somehow worked as though it had always just been one item.

That was the beauty of the Life Grade, a seamless creation... one that reflected real life itself.

That was also how he had to think of Simplicity. He had been so close, and yet so far at the same time.

"This is why how you comprehend something is more important than that you've comprehended it... I was already aware that the dictionary used something about the environment to elicit changes to its structure and deliver its responses, but it never really slid into place until now..."

The dictionary was akin to a world. This world had the influence of evolution pressing it down from all sides.

"The way evolution works is that the weak fall to the wayside and the stronger, or rather, stronger, survive and continue to breed, passing down their mutations until it's ubiquitous among a population and the population becomes strong as a whole...

"A similar principle is being applied here. The Craft is structured and enclosed within an atmosphere that has certain parameters dialed in to force certain responses.

"Evolution is very flexible. The kind of evolution that occurs is entirely dependent on the atmosphere in question. Cold-blooded animals wouldn't survive in the cold. White creatures wouldn't survive in dense forests of green and brown...

"I have to essentially create an environment with my ore choices, my Force Art choices, and my Force choices in general that elicit a specific response in my Crafts.

"But that's just the first part. The core layer, the "creature" that's responding to the environment itself, also has to be carefully chosen.

"Even if I wanted to create a creature capable of handling the pressure of the oceans thousands of kilometers below, it would be stupid of me to throw a leopard down there, no amount of evolution is going to turn a big cat into a fish..."

and he slotted in

time, he could see a narrow path toward Crafting the dictionary he had relied on all this

in it. But he

feeling was better than he thought it would be, mostly because he also felt that there was hope in helping Anastasia through

kept pressing, he would be able to reverse the stupidity of the

delved into

often just as good as actual practical application. He usually didn't have issues and was able to perfectly replicate

he wanted

he made a weapon he wasn't too

so simple that it looked like something forged in the Middle Ages... except for the

retracted Little Tolly and let

thought, he raised the sword with

SHIIING!

then dimmed as though it had

"Leonel whistled."

by the outcome at all. In fact, he was

materials, and it had torn through the floor of

designed to at least be able to withstand some backlash and potential explosions from experiments. For

"Leonel grinned."

"'It worked.'"

it was a sword and not an enclosed mechanism like the dictionary