Dimensional Descent

Leonel continued to tinker around, testing out several ideas. Each one worked about as well as he expected them to, but he felt that there was still much more to this Simplicity than he knew. It felt like there was no ceiling to it.

And by the same token, it didn't feel like there was a ceiling to Complexity either.

At some point, the two melded into one and he shifted from one discipline to the other depending on the circumstances. At the same time, his view of the world began to subtly change in unexpected ways, namely in the methods by which he used and applied Force.

Just in general, there was nothing about Crafting that shouldn't necessarily be applicable to combat. It was a bit harder to see those paths, but it wasn't impossible either.

It was trickier to, say, come up with the perfect Force Art to use in the middle of combat. When you were Crafting, you had essentially all the time in the world to think of little quirks and take into account several possible factors.

In battle, though, the situation changed many times a minute even if you were in the Third Dimension, let alone at Leonel's current Realm of strength.

By this point, Leonel's current opponents made the thinking speed he had one been extremely proud of back in the Dimensional Verse seem like nothing more than a joke.

Of course, he had likewise left that level behind long ago, but it was a fact that as of now, the situation of a battle could change hundreds, thousands of times a second, even.

Leonel was confident that most of the enemies on his level couldn't match his speed of thought, not even remotely.

The main issue was that he needed to be even faster than that if he wanted to use it in combat. Either that, or he would need to start applying his Simulation abilities in combat and reading what would likely happen instead of reacting to it.

Unfortunately, that was also easier said than done.

All that said, the matter of combat was actually quite far from Leonel's mind at the moment. He was completely immersed in the world of Crafting.

purpose. The less he spent thinking about other things, the less often his mind would drift to Aina and

that Aina was probably enjoying herself right this moment-she had always been a battle maniac.

needed to know that there wasn't just one Leonel of the Human Race, and they needed to plant a flag for themselves

far greater ease than Leonel ever

had both halves of the Northern

controlled the Vast Dream Pavilion. He was even

Human Race, it would only lead to more

far more human than even Leonel who was technically also a

any information on the Brazinger family in the wider world, and that was even with the Vast Dream

the four Great Families in general,

and he had to

was also another problem with him being too grand as

further up in the world he moved, the

though he was trying to avoid the topic, Leonel's mind couldn't

he used Dream Force... the fact he had

was completely unrelated to that Race, he wouldn't

worst part was that Thorne was just an ant. Leonel could tell that his bloodline was incredibly thin, and yet he could stand near the very pinnacle of this

thing... Thorne was a lot like Lumina who was an Owlan, but