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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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Ill-Concealed

Leonel didn't look at anyone else, an ill intent blazing in his eyes as he looked toward Treanna. 

By this point, Treanna had recovered, only to realize that her neck was already under the control of a junior. First she felt shocked, then humiliated, before a towering fury erupted forth from her in a torrent. 

She didn't seem to care that Leonel had control of her neck. As though she would rather die than not dare to struggle, her Force rose like a tempest, a violent pressure blasting against Leonel's body. 

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

The sounds of Treanna's Force rebounding against Leonel's body sounded no different from metal clashing with metal and he was even forced to slide back a measure. At the same time, the grip he had had on Treanna's throat was forced open, causing his eyes to narrow.