Dimensional Descent

It was a hard decision to make and even Leonel hadn't quite been able to lock down a decision. He was leaning toward the latter, but that was because before Somnus provided him such an opportunity, it was his original plan to begin with.

But that didn't mean it was a smart plan. It was just born out of necessity and a lack of options.

He needed resources, and a lot of them. The multipliers and hidden traps in the Dream Pavilion's contribution point system left his hands strapped, while his father's asks were getting wilder by the day.

Taking advantage of the smaller worlds was safer and more viable, but the reward was potentially much less as well. While taking the latter option was much the opposite.

At that moment, a sudden flicker of red landed by Leonel.

Aina's hair slowly rescinded from a crimson hue and returned to its usual black, as did her eyes, though they returned to a golden brilliance.

Leonel raised an eyebrow at this change, but didn't say much.

"Are we going?" Aina asked.

"... I think that if I had a real breakdown of exactly what to target and where, it would be worthwhile. But in this situation, it's hard. We'd basically be moving around like headless chickens, trying to find something that caught our attention. And even if we did find something that did, whether or not we could snatch it is a different matter entirely."

Leonel was imagining finding some great weapon or some hidden strategic resource, only for it to be guarded day and night by some elite of the Ninth Dimension.

"In that case, let's return," Aina said firmly.

"You're right," Leonel said with a sigh.

look like someone ripped your

with righteousness spilling out of

Aina laughed harder.

war where failure meant their demise, and all for the sin of slighting him, but that wasn't enough? How could she

behind perfectly good braces just to prove a point. In fact, they were more than

need a vacation."

absentmindedly, as though he was still trying to think

"Our honeymoon was already

up, suddenly

Minds was another ordeal. The time had slipped away without him even realizing, and yet he still felt that

to go to Ma'at

Yuri and Savahn were currently staying in, it also happened to be the Bubble of Lyra

ulterior motive when he asked this, and it was

trapped the Owlans, but there were still so many other loose ends that

their God Zoltene was still lingering in his mind, a thread yet

If the Beast Empire had been preparing all along, how many had they roped in? Were the Mortal

was there another plan brewing in the darkness that he

grandfather had still yet to appear, and Leonel could only conclude that there

about these murky waters, the more sense it

want to

fell in line so perfectly, but there was only so much reading history could do for him.