Dimensional Descent

Leonel couldn’t stop staring at Aina. Now probably wasn’t the time… but he honestly wondered if it would be possible to make time. She truly looked too perfect, too great, too…

Aina’s eyes suddenly regained their focus, and she looked at Leonel. With a happy smile, she vanished and appeared before him in a blink. She was so fast that if his Dream Force wasn’t so powerful already, there was simply no way that he’d be able to track her. And yet, even in that case, he had still almost lost her.

When he replayed the sequence in his mind, he realized why that was. It was because she had truly vanished. She quite literally erased herself from existence in one place and then rebirthed herself in another. It was the most shocking technique that Leonel had ever seen, and he was the man who had faced off against an Envoy all on his own.

He was very rarely impressed by anything, but this…

At the same time, the fact that Aina could do this was yet another testament to how much work she had put in. As masochistic as the earlier movement technique was, this was on another level entirely. It could be said that in a sense, she had literally just killed herself. Then, she coopted the Life Force energy in a new region to reconstruct her very being.

If this was what she meant by forming her own world of Blood, then it was too exaggerated. This was something even more shocking than what a Spatial Force user could ever be capable of.

The more Leonel thought about it, the more shocked he became. That was because moments later, he realized something else.

The First Dimension held the Impetus of Creation, and the Second held the Impetus of Life. One sparked the ability for the world to create, and the second sparked the ability for that creation to actually become life, thus leading to the Third Dimension where the first true beings existed.

Aina had such a mastery over Life that she was freely killing and recreating herself. Whenever she “killed” herself, she vanished from the Third Dimension, reappeared in the First, and then crossed unfathomable distances in an instant to once again appear in the Third.

It was a movement technique with no rhyme or reason, and it could hardly be followed at all.

That was when Leonel understood that if not for his connection with Aina allowing him to know that she was still alive, and thus couldn’t possibly be dead, he wouldn’t have been able to track her at all.

If he had been her enemy…

He would already be dead. No, it could be said that if he wasn’t her husband, and their souls weren’t bound, she could literally kill him whenever she wanted.

It seemed that Blood Sovereigns were far more shocking existences than he had ever given them credit for. The kind of applications he could think of for this ability alone were shocking. At this point… was it even possible to kill Aina? It seemed that she had gained a sort of permanence in reality, the kind that only Ninth Dimensional experts should have, and yet it seemed far more profound.

At the very least, Aina wouldn’t need years or centuries to reconstruct her body. Unless someone had the strength to override even the influence of the First Dimension, it would be impossible to kill her. Not only that, but her stamina was effectively endless.

The only way to defeat her was to exhaust her mental state or make her give up on her own. Other than that, you’d have to invite someone with not just a Dharma, but an Idol to kill her.

Even in this case, a Dharma alone wasn’t enough.

A Dharma was considered to be an embryonic Idol, it was the kernel of belief someone had in themselves, the quintessence of their ego and their practice until that point. But it wasn’t until a Dharma became an Idol that it could surpass the influence of the First Dimension. Or, more accurately, it was only then that a person could take a piece of the world to truly be in charge of themselves.

When facing such an expert, even Aina’s abilities would be meaningless because they could just cut off her connection to the First Dimension and take her life like that. After all, wherever an Idol was, all Dimensions from the First to the Ninth were under the purview of this God.

After coming to this conclusion, Leonel was the happiest of the two of them. He gripped his wife’s hips with both hands and almost tossed her high into the air. A happy smile spread across his face, a grin that could have lit up the world if he cared for anyone other than this woman to see him.

If things were like this, would he even need to worry about his wife?

This wasn’t even her strongest state. If she summoned her Manifestation, then it could be said that she would have a Quasi Dharma to rely on. In that situation, even a God with an Idol would have trouble stopping her from resurrecting if she wanted to do so.

At that point, one would have to be a God with an Idol crafted with Dream Force. Only that way could you target Aina’s soul…

But as soon as Leonel had this thought, he realized that even that would be useless.

That was because Aina’s soul wasn’t like that of others… It was fused with her body! She had taken the purest human path.

It could be said that unless it was by old age, there was simply no one capable of taking his wife’s life unless she, herself, wanted to die. However, with the support of Leonel’s soul, and the affinity he could grant her with his own Dream Force, not to mention her Clairvoyance and perfect understanding of herself, how could anyone easily mess with his wife’s mental state?