Dimensional Descent

"I'm going to spend the next few days here," Leonel said to Dreadmaw.

Dreadmaw didn't react much to these words. He didn't care very much at all. Instead, he was focused on the powerful sense that was constantly washing over them.

When he finally looked at Leonel, he seemed to be frowning.

"Are you related to this?" Dreadmaw asked.

Leonel looked up and then shrugged before walking away.

Dreadmaw blinked as Leonel vanished into the castle, presumably just randomly taking up a room for him. He wasn't sure how to react to that answer. Leonel didn't confirm it or deny it, which actually left him even more confused.

Unfortunately for Dreadmaw, he wasn't nearly as good at reading human mannerisms as Leonel was at reading Rapax habits. So to him, Leonel's shrug was no different from nothing at all.

Obviously, Leonel knew this and took advantage.

In the end, they weren't partners, and if the situation warranted it, they would likely clash. Leonel couldn't hope to rely on Shadowclaw's favor to win over the entire Rapax Race. That would be foolish.

He had to do this on his own.

...

Entering the room of bone, Leonel chuckled.

"beds" weren't mattresses at all. Instead, they were pods that looked like crystal clear pods. Inside, there was a goo thicker than oil, but not quite as dense as

the cool liquid envelop him, he actually let out

and the odd liquid didn't even block his ability to breathe normally. It just felt like he was covered in a slightly cool to the touch material that pulled

have to try out the different methods of the various races, because this was certainly far better than a

the Rapax reproduce like this? It must be that they did so elsewhere. This wasn't

had his fun, Leonel pulled out the black spear once again, hopping

for the next three days, he didn't have time to waste like this. Plus, he had something else to occupy his mind, much like he always

a very odd resonance, one that made him feel like he could refine

be mistaken. This meant that his Spear Force was, indeed, a viable method of moving forward.

refine any world, he would have already started comprehending the foundation of this

this world first before he even began to take later

have found some light at the end

spear in his hands again, he took a breath and

was looking for was

worlds, he still didn't quite understand what that meant. What were the mechanisms at play? What was he resonating with? What would happen to the Regulator if he did so? Would there be a

a day, feeling out the sense the black spear was

the location where the Impetus of Life resided. It was also the place where the Dream

also the location of the

this world even better than the Regulator itself,

the Second Dimension and, as such,

full day to fully grasp this, this was obviously easier said than done. But at this point, there was little choice left

case, let's

a map of the Rapax