Awespec

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 :)

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Leonel and Aina left the Senate Branch after completing a few other things. But, Leonel still seemed lost in thought as though he was still trying to work something out.

From what Leonel had said earlier, it sounded as if all their troubles were dealt with.

"Did my cousin say anything else to you? Anything that might sound suspicious? Anything that stood out?"

Aina fell deep into her thoughts but after a moment, she shook her head. She couldn't think of anything like that. Back then, she had been very focused on the contract and negotiations, so she had practically memorized every little thing Sceio said. But, even then, she couldn't come up with anything like what Leonel had asked for.

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