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 El'Rion

been commandeered as a "culling" event. Its original purpose had long since been lost, so the Gathering of Minds

of Creation, the command of the Gathering of Minds had been taken over by the

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

to gift your wife with an opportunity is also a decent chance

felt that he had done enough of that and had suffered

such an event, especially since unlike the

participate now was

at Leonel's request, he wouldn't have the same excuse to stop higher level existences from participating. At best, he could limit it

lip curled. "Didn't you say that no new Creation Grade Crafters have

El'Rion replied

"Then what's the problem?"

giggle. Leonel was usually confident enough about most things, especially battle. But when it came to Crafting, his arrogance was on another

to compete with anyone in Crafting, at least not normally or in any

of resources to trade for an outfit for her. But instead of trading for

subtlest form of arrogance, and yet when one thought

"..."

lips parted, but his words stopped