Dimensional Descent

Leonel's didn't expect this kind of response. A battle to decide who would become the Idol of a generation? But if this was the explanation, then... why did he already feel like he was one?

It felt odd...

What Leonel didn't know was that the Phenomena he caused was sensed by the Gods.

The Idol Battlefield was a location that moved without rhyme or reason, and it was impossible to keep tabs on it in the long term.

It could be said that the only reason this battle only took place once every few generations was because all the time in between was spent finding exactly where it was.

It was hard for even the Gods to understand exactly what the Idol Battlefield was all about and why it was formed in the first place. The stories were so old and had grown so muddled that it was difficult to place a finger on exactly where their origins lay and what was truth from fiction.

All they knew was that the Idol Battlefield always disappeared after its winners were crowned and it only appeared again when there were a sufficient number of candidates prepared to do battle once more.

But even now, the Idol Battlefield seemed far more agitated than usual. It was much too far away from the normal reaches of Existence for anyone other than the most powerful to feasibly travel to it, and yet it was making such a commotion.

This was the first time they had found the battlefield before it was within their range. It traveled through a vast nothingness, the regions of Existence that the Northern Star had already rendered to not even a memory.

For it to suddenly throw such a tantrum...

What could have happened?

Even without understanding, many Weapon Masters began to sharpen their weapons, readying themselves for a battle of ages.

to reach them

very likely that it would rear its head once more and the bloodshed would be

event would be the same as the others? Who was to

**

Dream Pavilion. He looked toward a few snow globes that hid the soul

wanted to give one to Ramon. But he both ended up getting distracted

want to interfere with it. Plus, it was hard to say how effective all of

to

them to an object. Depending on how he used it, he could force one of many

or the soul; he could increase the talent of the object, or... he could create

part. He actually wasn't sure if this was possible at all, but he

he stepped a half-foot into

only adept at using his own Self as a conduit for his Crafting. But as a descendant of

that mean

case, his Self Path

sharpened as he stood up abruptly.

as she sensed the change in Leonel's mood. However, when she saw what was being reflected in his mind, her mood too took a turn

What was happening here?

...

BOOM!

booming concentric circles in the air as he ripped through the wind that stood in his path. His foot steps were so powerful that even

destination, his eyes

descended from the