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Dimensional Descent

The Third Dimension is collapsing. The Fourth Dimension is descending. First it seemed that only technology would evolve, but who knew the world itself could too? It wasn’t as simple as climate change or tectonic movement. No, the fundamental laws of physics that governed everything were changing. Leonel was fairly lucky. His family was decently well off, his father loved him enough to brew vomit inducing nutrient rich smoothies every morning, and this was both the day of the National Championship and his 521st confession to his dream girl, Aina. As his father always said, nothing was more important than respect and persistence. Unfortunately, everything changed that night. At the after party of ages, the world reached a saturation point and an apocalypse descended. Abilities awakened. Sub-Dimensional Zones opened. Invalids rampaged through the Earth like a virus... Those who could evolve would have a slim chance for survival. Those who couldn’t would die. This novel will be a unique spin on the dungeon/system genre. Dungeons won't be dungeons and the system won't be a system... Take a look to find out what I mean :) -------- For Updates - @Awespec on twitter or https://discord.gg/awespec for discord https://www.instagram.com/awespec_/ https://dimensional-descent.fandom.com/wiki/Aina_Brazinger

Awespec · Fantasy
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3250 Chs

A Father's Fury (5)

Leonel stood with an arm running through the Sylvan. They were more than close; they were practically one body at this point. 

The fact that Ger'Ain's blade was already here could only mean that the Pluto never planned to spare the Sylvan in the first place. From the start, his fury had erupted, swallowing all his reason. 

Leonel had actually used his body, the body of a noble Pluto… 

As a platform to leap into the air? 

Ger'Ain's roar filled the skies, and the light of dusk seemed to only pool over the horizon faster as a result, almost as though the sun had been sent into a state of shock and fear by his fury. 

Leonel had calculated this possibility, but he knew that even so, there wouldn't be much that he could do. 

PUCHI! 

The spear ripped through the Sylvan's side and came right for Leonel.