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Aina's hair slowly rescinded from a crimson hue and returned to its usual black, as did her eyes, though they returned to a golden brilliance.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

giggled. "You look like someone ripped your

Leonel said with righteousness spilling

Aina laughed harder.

had thrust two unblemished powers of the Demi-God ranks into an all-out war where failure meant their demise, and all for the

Leonel was petty enough to leave behind perfectly good braces just to prove a point. In fact, they were more than just a perfect good, they could easily raise a Demi-God

need a vacation."

absentmindedly, as though he was still trying to think of a way to screw over the

and shook her head. "Our honeymoon was already half a

up, suddenly realizing that

then there was an extended period between, and then the Gathering of Minds was another ordeal. The time had slipped away without

want to go to Ma'at Bubble,

Savahn were currently staying in, it

this, and it was Aina's words that

were still so

Zoltene was still lingering in his mind,

Empire had been preparing all along, how

there another plan brewing in the darkness that he wasn't

to appear, and Leonel could only conclude

more he learned about these murky waters, the more sense it made that Emperor Fawkes was

that made Leonel want to learn

fell in line so perfectly, but there was only so much reading