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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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No Choice

"You've finally finished crying, old man?" Leonel asked with a laugh.

Old Hutch only seemed to finally realize that Leonel was behind him at that moment. He blinked for a moment and then his eyes brightened.

"Don't make fun of me, brat. I've been making my enemies shed tears since before you were a thought in your father's sack. It was about damn time I shed a few."

Leonel laughed. The old man was still the same, it seemed. Well, the same in some aspects… and very different in others.

The old man's Dimension remained the same, but his Blade Force… that was very much different. Even Leonel could feel some pressure coming from it.

That man really had an obsession with his machete.

"Tell you what, old man. I'm kidnapping."

"Hm?" Old Hutch asked in confusion.

"Technically, you're supposed to be a warrior of the Slayer Legion, but we're not doing that anymore. You're coming under me."