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

"culling" event. Its original purpose had long since

command of the Gathering of Minds had been taken over by the Minerva Race. This continued for many Generations until they, too,

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

also a decent chance as well... If you would like, I can use some of my authority to trigger the start

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

for someone as weak as Leonel to thrive in such an event, especially since unlike the Gathering of

the only reason the Gathering of Kingdoms only allowed Mortal Races to participate now was as a

of Minds again at Leonel's request, he wouldn't have the same excuse to stop higher level existences from

"Didn't you say that no new Creation Grade Crafters

did..." El'Rion

"Then what's the problem?"

silent all this while, couldn't help but giggle. Leonel was usually confident enough about most things, especially battle. But when it came to Crafting, his

in Crafting, at least not normally or in

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 to Craft her military uniform

when one thought about it...

"..."

but his words stopped again. This man was