Dimensional Descent

[Thanks to Ian <3 (2/6)]

Leonel wasn't ready to make an enemy out of so many monsters. Maybe if he was able to return to the Seventh Dimension, he would be willing to take such an outrageous gamble. But at least for now, he wanted to take the smarter approach if he could.

It was all in the hands of the little boy that was just a little bit too big for his age.

When El'Rion looked into Leonel's eyes, he understood much more of what he was seeing now. It felt like Leonel wasn't asking him anything. Instead... he was giving him a choice.

A choice to let Existence stay in peace for a little while longer, or if he would let chaos reign.

It didn't make sense to him again. But it also didn't make sense for Leonel to survive against that Shadow Tail. It also didn't make sense for him to survive in the True Dream World. And it also didn't make sense for him to have planned for his appearance either.

Nothing this man did seemed to make any sense whatsoever.

"What do you expect from me?"

Leonel shrugged. "That would be up to you."

El'Rion's gaze narrowed.

"... Following the Gathering of Kingdoms, an exchange of martial arts, there is the Gathering of Minds. This is a historical event and one that hasn't been held since the collapse of the Minerva Race as there hasn't been anyone else worthy of it..."

eyes sharpened. He understood what

a "culling" event. Its original purpose had long since been lost, so the Gathering of Minds that usually followed after it was likewise forgotten and

the Gathering of Minds had been taken over by

many rumours about the reason for the Minerva Race's downfall, and Leonel felt that Anastasia might very well know more about it than she let on. But what was most important here was the Gathering of Minds

since a new Creation Grade Crafter was born, and the sudden activation of the Gathering Stele to gift your wife with an opportunity is also a decent chance

felt that he had done enough of that and had suffered enough mental

impossible for someone as weak as Leonel to thrive in such an event, especially since unlike the Gathering of Kingdoms where only Mortal Races participated, the Gathering of

now was as a front for the

started up the Gathering of Minds again at Leonel's request, he wouldn't have the same excuse

Creation Grade Crafters have been

did..." El'Rion replied

"Then what's the problem?"

Leonel was usually confident enough about most things, especially battle. But when it came to

anyone in Crafting, at least not normally or in any sort of formal setting before. However, his actions told Aina all she needed to

now, her husband had access to a mountain of wealth. He could have used any number of resources to trade for an outfit for her. But instead of trading for a treasure that might very well have been made at the hands of a Demi-God, Leonel preferred

was Leonel's subtlest form of arrogance, and yet when one thought about it...

"..."

parted, but his words stopped again.