Leonel felt his strength soaring by leaps and bounds, large amounts of Dream Force gathering around him as though it had a mind of its own. Akin to Mother Nature amidst a flock of birds, the plumes of golden and silver clouds gathered around him.
His crown glowed stronger, the robes that were draped over his shoulders becoming more prominent and detailed.
The strength of a Tier Nine flooded through him.
Leonel had thought that it might take 20 to breakthrough, but he hadn't thought that he would succeed after just a single one. novelbin
Still, he felt that there was a hint of serendipity involved. That was the result of a sudden rush of insight coming together with a helpful outside sort.
The moment he felt his Sovereignty slipping away, he actually felt that he could break through. But that odd fear had helped him back, making him wonder just what was happening and why exactly it was happening.
If he had broken through back then, due to the fear, he might have let his Sovereignty slip away, and unlike his Weapon Forces, he wasn't nearly as confident in getting his Dream Force Sovereignty back if it were to slip away. It was something that he could feel consciously... as though Weapon Forces were in a separate category of their own.
And that made sense. If it had been any other Force type, would the Godlens have been able to form a quasi-true version of it?
When Leonel really thought about it, he didn't think that it was possible for any other kind of Sovereignty. There was something special about Weapon Forces, and that was probably how flexible it was. Two Spear Sovereigns might have two completely different interpretations of it and paths they could take.
He really wanted to say no, absolutely not, that confident surge from his Dream Force Sovereignty shining like a bright beacon...
But he ignored it.
It had been there before, and it had been able to change nothing. What good was a steady rain of confidence if it couldn't change anything?
He suddenly remembered a class he had had back in the Royal Blue Academy, a random one on psychology. It described stress as an evolutionary necessity, it was related to fight or flight and it put a person in a state to take swift and immediate action.
His Sovereignty was so natural and soothing, it came to him instantaneously. It was as natural as breathing to him.
When he met a stressor, he reacted with confidence to deal with the situation.
If he took another step back, what had triggered his stepping into Dream Sovereignty in the first place? Wasn't it Mo''Lexi's name and that land of carnage? The stress she placed on everyone back then was so great that many of them directly died, their hearts and minds unable to take it...
And yet he had shrugged it off like it didn't matter.
He looked down at his hands, really trying to understand himself. He was good at reading the emotions of others and even deducing why they might feel that way, but did he really understand why...
'Is my Dream Sovereignty not really the core of my being? Is it influencing me as well? I don't think I want it...'