Dimensional Descent

Leonel felt a slight dizziness that soon disappeared. He could vaguely feel that his quick recovery was anything but natural, however he didn't have much evidence to back this.

He found himself in a long corridor, dimly lit by flickering torches that hung from the walls. Large irregularly shaped stones formed the bricks that built the surroundings, giving the place the feel of an ancient tomb.

Just as Leonel was about to take a step forward, something completely unexpected happened.

[Subject detected. Leonel Morales, 17]

[Credit: First to enter Sub-Dimensional Zone. Accomplishment recorded]

Leonel stared blankly at the wrist watch on his arm.

[Earth is currently in a state of metamorphosis, ascending from the Third Dimension to the Fourth. Its present state is that of an In Between Dimension. To complete the evolution, certain requirements must be met. The Ascension Empire will rely on its citizens more than it ever has before, Godspeed]

To someone else, maybe these words would have had a calming effect. But to Leonel, his chest tightened as he tried to suppress the desire to simmer with rage.

Leonel didn't know what was going on, but what he did know was that whatever 'metamorphosis' was happening didn't account for this oh so 'helpful' aid on his wrist. This meant that the Ascension Empire knew that this change was coming and did nothing to prepare for it.

No. That wasn't accurate. They had prepared. It was just that they felt the lives of the billions who fell from the skies weren't worthy of protecting. The Empire was capable of creating technology that worked in this 'In Between Dimension', yet they hadn't made it widespread.

Eventually, Leonel's anger turned to laughter, his grip tightening around his metal rod to the point his knuckles turned an unhealthy shade of white.

[Subject: Leonel Morales]

[Ability detected: Sensory Type]

[Ability grade: D]

[Warning, margin of error for subject Leonel Morales is outside reasonable bounds. Only 5% of DNA recognizable. Abnormality recorded. It is advised that subject not trust his life to this data]

[Sub-Dimensional Zone detected: Mayan Tomb. Spanish invasion]

[Sub-Dimensional Zone grade: F]

[Clear requirements: Enter Chief Priest's Sacrificial Room. Save Chief Priest]

[Side Quest: Unable to detect. Scope of system too limited]

[Reward: Unable to detect. Scope of system too limited]

Leonel reined in his rage.

His initial instinct was to smash the watch on his wrist, however he knew this was foolish. His deductions told him that it wasn't normal for one who entered a Sub-Dimensional Zone to gain so much information without doing much of anything.

'If this is a process of a world evolving from the Third to Fourth Dimension, I have a hard time believing that this is the first time such a thing has ever happened. Something about this is too systematic, too planned. It doesn't have the erratic nature one would expect from organic evolution.'

clear sounded too phony. Leonel would die before believing this wasn't created by someone. And, he also had a feeling that

Leonel concluded

watch were just guesses. They likely wouldn't be 100% accurate. But there was

for very long. Maybe by the time it got to the 'D' grade, it would be completely unable to tell Leonel much of

the Ascension Empire were incredibly low. But… That didn't stop Leonel from keeping in mind the possibility that the Empire he had grown up in had saved the best 'systems' for those they deemed the most worthy. In such a

took a

you stay for now. Once you stop being useful, I won't hesitate to destroy you.

destroying this watch was as difficult as ascending to the top of the world. However, Leonel had a feeling that with these changes… The Ascension Empire's control was just that much weaker. Maybe they themselves

he doing? He was in the middle of a hostile environment with his life on the

The Spanish had guns!

'Dammit!'

forward, his mind oddly clear. Every time

many false turns and dead end pathways. Second important point, guns from this time period can only fire once as long as I don't give them time to

the echoing footsteps and the

his position to that of the Spanish with a line of three turns. It was as though he had gained a sonar ability, but it was much more complex

heavy armor the Spanish wore, Leonel's sneakers

is headed toward me, there are three of

The way his sweaty hands

of a corner, holding his rod tightly to his

the vertical line. He had managed to put out all the torches through the horizontal path, but had only made it halfway through the vertical portion before he was forced to run and hide

his way through

ears, causing him to inwardly curse. He knew how to speak three languages. English, French and Latin. He had a choice to learn Spanish, but because Aina

knew his hormones would come back to

to the back of his mind, Leonel

scraping on metal, but it was much different from the sounds of armor he had heard before. Following this, the distinct

of them

part of him had hoped they'd be too stupid to think of this solution. But he knew that was asking for too much. Still, this put him in a better position. It wasn't possible to aim a musket if you only had one hand, let alone reload

on…

of course they

Without hesitation, Leonel swung down his

Leonel didn't understand entered his ears, but he didn't need to be intelligent to know the torch wielding

and leather guards. Of course, these leather guards were on their hands and wrists. With Leonel's rod weighing just a bit over 30 pounds, did the soldier's wrist

scuttling

the ground. Leonel kicked it away as far as he could without hesitation, collapsing the T

of it, he was several times stronger than he had been

more time to think. The sound of sharply whistling wind rang out in his senses like a

his compression shirt and into his skin

flew as the sword hit against hard

a mortal man swung a weapon full force at a stonewall,

his companion. But

injured, one in full health. Can't let them retreat to the