Dimensional Descent

Leonel closed his eyes. It was worse than just annoyance, he actually felt quite angry right now. It wasn't rational, but these sort of things never tended to be.

What right did these people have to come back to life when he had still not found a way to do the same for his father?

He took deep breaths, the wind in the surroundings swirling widely. 'Breathe.'

Leonel suddenly sensed several maleficent intents bearing down on him.

His eyes opened and the Life Tablet trembled. Most before him fell to a knee, completely unable to resist the sudden change.

He put a hand on his forehead and walked away. If he stayed here, he really would end up killing these people.

Of them, maybe only Anya deserved it. Although he was very dissatisfied with Seltin as well, he had mellowed out since then. Her offense wasn't truly worthy of death either.

But if these people started poking and prodding at his temper when he was already in a poor state, he'd probably end up doing something he regretted.

His grandfather's words were that the Cult was useful. How could they be useful if they were dead?

So he walked away, ignoring the kneeling people entirely as he began to walk through the world itself, trying to see what was so special about it.

As the minutes ticked by, his annoyance slowly faded and he shook his head. A sigh left his lips as he looked up.

He was unwilling to give up. He was unwilling to give up on his father, unwilling to resign his mother to a fate of being alone, unwilling to allow the rules of this world to dictate his actions...

Everything he learned seemed to make his wishes harder and harder, impossible, even. Seeing these people alive hit him in a place he didn't even want to consider before. In a way, the fact he had killed them himself was the worst sort of slap to the face.

Those he wanted to stay dead would be alive.

he wanted to be alive would

a fantastic world this

they were still under his suppression. The amount of control the Life Tablet had

wasn't quite so normal for the Life Tablet to be

the Dream Pavilion as well even

to King's existence. But in this case, what

she had

up and found

amorphous form, so large that it could consume a planet

kill you. Although laying eyes upon an Envoy of Destruction wasn't nearly as

But Leonel felt nothing.

blazed by Leonel's side

Leonel smiled.

new

"You don't like it?"

that?" Leonel chuckled. "I get a vampire, succubus wife. Five year

taking Leonel's hand

"What's going on here?"

"More bullshit, unfortunately. I just don't quite

"Hm?"

in the selection, and somehow he had a Lineage Factor only humans should be able to

Three Finger Cult use, and it was supposedly

have a feeling that the story told to appease the Dimensional Verse likely isn't the true story, and it might be the case that there were two other founders we