Dimensional Descent

Leonel's feet touched down, feeling the cool water beneath the soles of his feet. The power emitting from him seemed somehow both foreign and yet so intimately familiar. He knew that this feeling had to be a product of his ability to exert control over the very world around him.

On the one hand, he had suddenly gained a large boost to his strength, but on the other, because it was built into each one of his cells, and woven into the very fiber of his will, it somehow felt that all this new power was as easy to control as a single thought was for him.

He realized now just how well [Final Destruction] synergized with his Control Ability Index, but it wasn't just Control...

It was the opposite as well.

Especially when his will was to destroy.

"Silence."

Leonel spoke these words lightly and the gentle waves of the ocean seemed to cease. He could still see them, but other than visual cues, it was as though all other interactions with the world had ceased to be.

He realized then that his speculations were correct. Somehow, his father's technique was perfectly tailored for both his Ability Index, and the opposite side of its coin as well.

He could not only more perfectly exert control over himself, but the world around him as well, and weren't these precisely the push and pull of his Ability Index and that of King Alexandre's?

Leonel clenched his fists and then slowly released them.

'Good.'

He nodded.

now, he stood at a

and the so-called Beast Empire, he and the

by the Gathering of Kingdoms right afterward. If it had been up to him, he would

managed to reset them back to square one... at least on the

and dealing with him. But on the other hand, it wasn't as though they had the luxury to spend an endless amount

Races would be descending to deal with what they thought were rebellions, and Leonel had a feeling that

be truthful, Leonel hadn't originally expected for things to go so well. He was intelligent,

plan, he wanted to make use of the illusion of the Fallen God Beasts and the Owlans working together to force them into a spotlight not much unlike

thanks to the Life Tablet, and Minerva had always been nothing more than a useful pawn in his

with joy. It was like they had placed it all on a silver

he didn't expect was for Verma to actually end up being so aggressive. It was then a

need to make use of just

get his enemies off his back, but

it was likely to

say he really cared all

plight. He knew that they were in a slightly precarious situation and they were on the downswing