Dimensional Descent

"Oh?" Leonel asked with a smile.

Celestia was put off by the casualness, but she shrugged it off immediately afterward. This wasn't a debate about random subjects, this was something she understood intimately. It was impossible for Leonel to pull one over on her, especially when this was something she had been drilled about.

Many of her ideas weren't her own, they were Minerva's. Of course, she would never admit this, nor did she need to. She had already taken the optics loss on this point, so going forward it wasn't as though Leonel could try and ding her for the same matter once more.

Thinking to this point, she felt like a burden had been flung from her shoulders and she unleashed her inner pride. Since Leonel dared to meet her on this sort of battlefront, she would crush him.

"You may not be aware of this, but the word Creation in this case isn't translated from the same Creation that represents the First Dimension.

"If you truly get into the weeds, the latter form of Creation doesn't refer to Creation itself at all, it's rather a spark, akin to the Big Bang. It didn't create anything, it just set the stage for Creation to happen.

"On the other hand, the former form of Creation, the one referred to as the Convergences, is translated from the original Minerva language as actual Creation, more akin to childbirth rather than child conception.

"Just because of this alone, it can't possibly refer to the First Dimension as there aren't any living entities in the First Dimension to begin with, there is only a force of nature that guides the laws as we know them.

"To make your statement even worse, you confused the true definition of Point of Creation and assigned it to the Point of Dimension instead. Then, you topped it off by saying that Master Lythariel was wrong when you misinterpreted her definitions to begin with. How can you even assign correctness and falsities when you're incapable of understanding the underlying argument to begin with?"

she was severalfold harsher. However, no one really blamed her. Leonel had clearly come in, guns blazing, once

just like before, his smile

the

was he trying to imply

probably understand that when you're translating a language, you should probably understand the culture around it first-grasping the climate of the time and

times. Medical terms in one era can easily become insults in the next, there are even words that, when used in the incorrect fashion for

is a conduit for people to interact with one another. It isn't a rigid structure or set

the word Creation did, indeed, come to mean a spark rather than the actual

instinctually used silence, wanting to stop Leonel from talking, but to her horror... she had forgotten that he was still number one. The placements would only change after the hour was up, and even if they changed right now, they had the exact

Leonel could actually

'No, not like-'

without

of Creation. They were not only striving to Create, and yet failing to do

a spark of Creation and Creation itself. To them, it was one and the same. They were the strongest Crafters to ever exist after the God Beasts of Creation,

you see the

if Lythariel wrote her words

you lecturing me on