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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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Farce

Leonel walked out of his courtyard casually on the day of to find that an enormous number of people had already gathered. Up in the skies, there were even three Grand Prime Ministers, two of which Leonel had some relation to, and one of which he had never seen before.

These two were Grand Prime Ministers Green and Dove, while the last was an unknown man with a sharp, twirled mustache that somehow didn't look comical on him. In fact, it suited him quite well.

This man was Grand Prime Minister Ji, and he would be the third ruling over this court.

Aside from these three, there were many more, including a group that was very clearly the family of the Third Imperial Prince. They were all wearing mourning attire, especially two women at the front dressed in black gowns who had gazes just as black for Leonel and Leonel alone. They looked as though they wanted to rip him to shreds.