Dimensional Descent

Aina smoothed out their hair one final time.

”So long as you can feel your father above, you two don’t have the slightest thing to worry about. So long as you can feel me in front of you, you never have to waste a single ounce of your thoughts on fear. Your mom and dad will hold up the skies for you if need be.”

Aina stood to her full height once more and her aura valiantly flared out.

She believed the words with every fiber of her being. Until Leonel died... she didn’t. fear the end of the world because she simply didn’t believe her husband would ever lose.

...

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Leonel’s arrows soared through the skies, each one carrying planet-destroying might that warped the laws around them.

There didn’t seem to be anything particularly fancy about them, and yet every one countered and even destroyed the chains of the Regulator it faced.

There was a surging confidence to Leonel, so much so that he didn’t even look down below to check what the situation was.

By comparison, the little boy found himself growing more and more flustered.

How could a Regulator have any sort of battle experience? What experience they had was based on the laws they mastered through their Domains.

Logically speaking, that should give the Regulator the ability to use all weapons with a shocking amount of fluidity, and the fact it had created a new sort of Anarchic Force to wield displayed that quite well.

However, for some reason, it found itself feeling clumsy in front of Leonel.

What it had yet to realize was the fact that it was no longer completely standing in its world any longer. Its world and that of Leonel’s Creation World were clashing and fighting for supremacy, causing the laws that the Regulator was used to wielding to deviate and weaken somewhat.

Leonel was so expertly controlling things that he was outmaneuvering even the Regulator itself. But he was still remaining cautious, inching forward, and displaying a calmness to him that belied his true age.

He didn’t go on the attack, calmly using his arrows to deflect the snaking chains that continuously tried to take his life.

The idea of a loss never crossed his mind, not a single time.

Today, he could only win. For the rest of his life, he could only win.

And no one, not even the Demoness, would be able to stop him.

SKKKREREEEEEE!

The Regulator suddenly unleashed a manic howl as it finally realized what Leonel was doing.

A great pressure descended onto Leonel’s world, nearly destroying it.

However... Leonel’s lip only curled up in a smirk.

By now, it was already far too late for the Regulator, Maybe if it had noticed earlier, it could have done something. But giving Leonel this much time to prepare...

Could only have one result.

Leonel took a step forward and his Creation World bloomed into existence. Rather than hiding away in the Second Dimension, Leonel’s Royal Crest bloomed above his head and pulled it into reality.

BANG!

A world of violet took shape. But if one looked up, they would find a world of red and black above it.

The two formed together like two halves of a single whole, and at that moment, a grinding force descended.

If Goddess Evergreen was still alive, she would have realized the shades of her grinding ability. But this... was on an entirely different level.

Leonel’s worlds had already sunk their claws into the Idol Battlefield. Shaking him off wouldn’t be so easy anymore.

He had woven his very worlds into the fabric of this world’s Second Dimension, and because of that...

BANG!

The chains all exploded at once under the grinding force of Leonel’s two worlds. He took a step forward, appearing before the Regulator and reaching out with a hand. Before the Regulator could react, it found itself dangling from Leonel’s palm, its short legs struggling to touch the ground. It seemed to have completely forgotten that it could freely control its shape and size.

But it could hardly be blamed... the only thing it could see were those eyes of Leonel’s, their silvery, violet depths piercing through the depths of its soul.

”I don’t think this is enough.” Leonel said lightly, holding the Regulator up.

BANG!

The pressure of the two worlds doubled and the figure of the Regulator twisted as it felt its Idol Battlefield almost collapse beneath it.

The existence of the Regulator almost blinked out, but it was forcefully stabilized by a

power.

Indeed. A Regulator couldn’t face true death so long as its world existed, and destroying a world on the level of the Idol Battlefield wasn’t so simple. It was tied into the very fabric of humanity itself. It was a world woven into reality so deeply that even

if Leonel did somehow manage to destroy it...

It would simply return when given enough time.

So, Leonel wouldn’t destroy it.

He would take it.

Leonel’s body rumbled and his Ten Inner Worlds trembled along with it.

Then, with an inhale, the crumbling body of the Regulator was pulled into his body.

Violet veins pulsed across Leonel and his belly and chest suddenly grew a size as though he was about to explode from the inside out.

Leonel felt more powerful than he ever had before, but he knew it wasn’t enough. The Eighth Dimension wouldn’t even be enough for him to stand head to head with his grandfather or his master, let alone the Demoness.

The only way for him to stand a real chance was by entering the Ninth.

Even if he was confident in himself to win no matter the circumstances, there was a

line between foolish confidence and reality.

He was Leonel Morales. He didn’t need to rely on raw brute strength to make it to the end. He had his mind to rely upon as well...

Maybe the greatest gift his father had ever given him was his Crafting ability.

”A Union of Light and Darkness will reveal the Twelve Pointed Star, is it?”

Leonel smirked.

”Well... I can do that too.”