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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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[These chapters will probably be even more poorly edited than usual, sorry about that]

Leonel reached a hand out, causing Simeon to rush toward the hand of his panda construct. The latter didn't even have the mental fortitude to fight back. Leonel's Emperor's Gaze seemed to have formed a domain, suffocating him to the depths of his heart. 

Simeon found his head being pinched between the panda construct's thumb and finger, the rest of his body being enveloped almost whole. He looked like nothing more than an ant, seemingly having forgotten that he had Seventh Dimensional strength. His mind had completely collapsed, he didn't even have thoughts of resisting. 

Leonel didn't say a single word. Every time the tragic cry of a Brazinger family sound, it was followed by a heroic laughter. The dichotomy was piercing. Even for the people of Earth who were protected by Leonel's actions felt their hearts going cold.