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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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Hunting

Leonel flashed forward with great speed. He now had a strong purpose for what he wanted to do and accomplish in this place, but it was still troublesome to figure out how exactly he would do it. 

With the binds of Alphas to Betas, he couldn't just have the Betas lead him to their Alpha, or else they would die long before they go there. Just thinking about helping him had caused their eyes to combust with blood, there was only so much that he could do. 

Thanks to this, finding them through tracking was impossible, but that didn't make him completely helpless. If he could find another Alpha, maybe their compulsions would be weaker. Or… 

'Let me know how it goes, Anastasia. If you can remove the compulsions, that would be great. If you need me to gather some materials to make it possible first, we can do that as well.'

Anastasia's voice echoed in Leonel's ears.