Dimensional Descent

Vivak had tried to kill Leonel and his cousin in the past. That wasn't something that could be easily forgiven, but this time, Leonel had chosen to let things slide.

After the change to his Dream Force Path, Leonel was always making conscious efforts to find a balance between doing what was smart and what was right.

Throwing his wife in the line of fire for him was a step too far, however him taking an insult on the chin was not.

He had to Respect the world he was in and realize that he couldn't do everything alone. He had to lean on others when given the opportunity to.

If he acted on impulse and just slaughtered the entire upper echelon of the Godlen family, what then?

Well, he'd have to find people to replace those leaders, or he'd have to do it himself. He wouldn't have the heart of the people and who knew how many would choose to act like Goggles did? And what could the remaining Godlens who chose to bury a grudge deep within their hearts, waiting for the perfect time to strike?

Acting as he pleased felt good in the moment, but it was ultimately never the best thing to do.

He would have to settle for making this father uncomfortable and forcing him to sit with his inferiority. As for the rest, it would come in due time.

Sometimes, it was enough to take a win at face value and not chase for more.

"Alright, let's go Eamon. You've been working hard, you should take a rest."

Eamon smiled. "All of this is fun. I've never cared about much other than Crafting, and since I've decided to move on from other things, this will always be what's more important to me."

over toward

he had seen enough from his future self to know

just telling Eamon that wouldn't change anything.

returned to the Dream Pavilion and the Segmented Cube, enjoying another round of bonding. Leonel

His long black hair cascaded down his back and despite the speed with which he was swinging the thick, wooden sword, there wasn't even the slightest whistle

not going to join?"

he saw that it was Leonel, his gaze was filled with

couldn't sneak up on him. In fact,

second of training and he was constantly chasing perfection. How could Leonel still improve so much faster

his sword

needed battle, he needed blood, he wanted to leave and go

that even

a chance, what would he do as a human in that cruel world? Would he be able to succeed in much of anything? Or would he end up as some bastard's slave the moment he stepped

subservience. That will be a good chance for you to hone your skill. I will let you know

Leonel turned and left.

cousin, Fifth Nova. He was maybe even more

faces that

there was a particularly wizard-like man, one

Gemmes.