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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

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Tackle

Leonel's intentions were clear. He would build around the one thing that could never be taken away from him, his Spear and Bow Sovereignty.

No matter what machinations there were, no matter what schemes, as long as his spear could pierce through them and his arrow could shoot through them, there would never be anything to worry about.

They would become the foundation of his strength, and everything else would only be extras to their flourishing.

In truth, he would have to thank the Demoness. The Dream Asura bloodline in him was like a stench that he could not remove without harming himself. Now that it had been done for him, he would never have to consider it again.

When his foundation was reaffirmed and rebuilt, he would then be able to use it as the new core of his being and rebuild himself back up to his former talent.