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.

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

was the best choice, he even knew that Aina was probably enjoying herself right this moment-she had always been a battle maniac. But that didn't mean that

Leonel of the Human Race, and they needed to

far

was a Fawkes, and they also didn't know that he had both halves of the Northern Star Lineage Factor within him,

Order. He controlled the Vast Dream Pavilion. He

Human Race, it would only lead

more human than even Leonel who was technically also a

a Brazinger, Leonel couldn't find any information on the Brazinger family in the wider world, and

Brazinger family, and the four Great Families in general, were unknown

the Human Race and he had to allow her to

also another problem with him being too grand as well... he hadn't

the world he moved, the closer

was trying to avoid the topic, Leonel's mind couldn't help but

he used Dream Force... the fact

completely unrelated to that Race,

the 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

an Owlan, but so distant from their main bloodlines that she couldn't even count