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.

had done on purpose. The less he spent thinking about other things, the less often

the best choice, he even knew that Aina was probably enjoying herself right this moment-she had always

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

with far greater ease than

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

Order. He controlled the Vast Dream Pavilion.

of the Human Race, it would only lead to more and

human than

the wider world, and that

the Brazinger family, and the four Great Families

the Human Race and he had to allow her to

too grand as well... he hadn't forgotten about the

up in the world he moved, the closer he got

avoid the topic, Leonel's

the fact he

completely unrelated to that Race, he wouldn't

was just an ant. Leonel could tell that his bloodline was incredibly thin, and yet he

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