Dimensional Descent

Leonel suddenly felt that the world had a surprising amount of clarity. His pale violet irises danced with a bronze hue that flashed in and out of existence.

His mind worked so much faster, scarily so. He felt that if he tried to Simulate things now, not only would he succeed... but it would be easy.

He still didn't dare to say that he could do so with 100% certainty, but he knew there would be a long string of 9's be after 99% if he were to calculate it. It was so much more perfect than it had been in the past that it was hard to even measure.

His hair seemed to float on the air, his entire body feeling as light as air.

'What would it be like to battle like this...'

It was hard to explain, but it felt like his soul, the very reason for his existence, was closer to him than it had ever been before. It was odd considering he had been born with it fused into his body, but he had never truly.... Felt it.

He understood why that was. This was different from one's soul stretching out across Dimensions.

Essentially, when one began their journey up the Dimensions, one would leave tiny pieces of them at every level. From the Third Dimension to the Ninth, every step would stretch out the soul just a little bit more until it was unrecognizable.

This was why other Races had so much of an advantage over humans. As humans grew stronger, their talent was diluted by their progress. But because other Races had their souls separated, they could feel a clear sense of it all the way throughout.

However, other Races still suffered from this dilution as well, just on a smaller scale.

The further they got from the Second Dimension, the harder it was for them to sense the root of their strength. However, unlike humans, their souls weren't stretched. Meaning, by mastering Impetus State Forces, they could bring their souls back into focus by becoming more in tune with how Forces worked on that level.

State was the minimum requirement for entering

neither stretched, nor a long distance away. In fact, it was even more exaggerated for Leonel who was only in the

was like his soul was whispering exactly the path that was perfect for him

like his

even without picking up another Ore, he felt that his Crafting had advanced by leaps and bounds once

than qualified now to forge his first Divine Armor... again. But he almost felt

can still work... just... a little

already, and after so long,

was focused on enhancing his abilities and that was

a living Divine Armor it

got a chance to step onto the stage before the most proud geniuses

just stood there with her Battle Ax firmly in her grasp, a graceful smile

to lift a finger against her, whether that was in the

free and clear, rolling through the competition

battles began. And that only allowed people more time

about Aina, but what shocked the world the most was the movement of

especially those of the highest echelon that understood these

hadn't just rewarded Aina, but it had done so even before the

already been calculated that the Gathering Stele was raising its standards again and again because it was running out of energy and treasures. Every year that passed was another notch in its belt, weakening it further, and thus raising its standards