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 him and

good to have a purpose in life, it could help drive you. But he had seen enough from his future self

Eamon that wouldn't change anything. He had

round of bonding. Leonel allowed

still swinging a sword. His long black hair cascaded down his back and despite the speed with which he was swinging the thick, wooden

to

it was

here, he couldn't sneak up on him. In fact, he had noticed

and he was constantly chasing perfection. How could Leonel

looked down at his

He needed battle, he needed blood, he wanted

that even possible

would allow him such a chance, what would he do as a human in that cruel world? Would he be able to succeed in much of anything? Or

stabilize and they'll need help bringing the Demon Bubbles into subservience. That will be a good chance for you to hone your skill. I will let you know when the

Leonel turned and left.

both of them had begun integrating much more. The last person he was worried about was his cousin, Fifth Nova. He was maybe even more reclusive than Amery, but just as he was about to check on him, his

the Segmented Cube, finding faces that were both familiar and

wizard-like man, one

Gemmes.