Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Lady Divine stood silent for a moment, her blue hair gleaming faintly under the lantern light, her expression unreadable. Then, slowly, she sat down across from him, her eyes locking with his. Her voice, calm yet cutting, filled the room.

”Everyone has their role in a war, Max. I have mine. You have yours.” She reached out and patted his shoulder gently, but her tone turned iron. ”And the first thing you must understand—war is not won by a single person, no matter how strong they are. War is a tide, and tides are turned by many currents, not one.”

Max’s brows furrowed as she continued.

”You think yourself powerless? You’re wrong. Every person feels powerless in war. Even the strongest of us. I have seen men in Divine Rank cry in despair because they could not save a single city. But powerlessness does not mean uselessness. Do you know why?”

She leaned forward, her voice hardening with each word.

”Because in war, strength is not measured only by how many enemies you cut down. It is measured by the hope you give. The people fight because they believe someone like you exists. That someone stands at the front, growing, pushing forward. You call yourself useless—but to them, your existence is the promise that the human race will not kneel.”

Her words struck like hammer blows, each one resonating deep inside Max’s chest.

”Listen to me well, boy.” Her tone sharpened, no longer gentle. It became the voice of a sovereign, the voice of someone ranked among the strongest of the world. ”War is cruelty. It devours lives without mercy. Millions will die, millions more will suffer. You cannot save them all—no one can. Not me, not Hermes, not even the Four God Nation. If you carry that burden alone, it will crush you, and then what? You’ll be another corpse rotting in the dirt. Is that how you want to help your people? By breaking under a weight you cannot carry?”

Max stayed silent, his nails digging deeper into his palms, but his breathing steadied.

Lady Divine’s eyes gleamed like frozen stars as she continued.

”You want to save humanity? Then stop trying to save everyone. Focus on what you can save. Protect those you can reach. Grow strong enough to cut down those who threaten you. And when your strength surpasses theirs, only then will you save the masses. That is the path of war. That is the path of survival.”

She stood, her aura pressing on him like the weight of a mountain, yet strangely steadying at the same time.

Max muttered his fists clenched hard but he nodded.

”Good. Now, let’s go and heal her completely.” Lady Divine’s tone softened, though her eyes still glowed with that same steady authority. ”I believe there are only a few more rounds left. After that, all we need to do her is reawaken her elven bloodline from the sleep.”

Max nodded silently, his heart tightening with a flicker of hope. They walked toward Lenavira, who lay quietly on the bed. Her skin was still dark, her features still carrying the cold aura of her dark elf form, but her breathing was calm and her presence no longer felt unstable like before.

Lady Divine raised her hands, her slender fingers glowing with threads of radiant light as she began weaving the runes in midair. Countless symbols, delicate and ancient, unfolded like a constellation of living glyphs around Lenavira’s body.

Max watched as three large rune formations stabilized above her, while thousands of smaller ones spiraled and rotated in intricate sequences across her skin, pulsing like a heart.

”Seal. Separate. Extract.” Lady Divine’s voice echoed as the runes synchronized, their glow turning deep gold.

At once, strands of writhing infernal energy began surfacing from Lenavira’s veins, rising like streams of dark-red mist. The energy hissed and twisted, fighting against the runes, but the formations held steady, binding it like chains of light.

Max exhaled slowly, stepping forward. Without hesitation, he activated his Unholy Trinity Physique. His palm hovered just above her chest as the infernal energy surged toward him, sucked greedily into his body. It burned and thrashed, but the darkness was swallowed into the endless abyss within him, leaving no trace.

This was not the first time they had done this. Over the past months, they had repeated this process so many times that Max’s body had grown used to devouring infernal energy like it was second nature. Yet every time he absorbed it, he could feel its corrosive nature—the way it wanted to twist, to devour, to consume his very mind. Only his unique physique and his iron will kept him stable.

When the last of today’s strands vanished into him, the rune formations dimmed and folded into nothingness, dissolving like dust. Lady Divine wiped her palm lightly, her face showing no exhaustion, only calm precision.

”Done.” She stepped back, studying Lenavira carefully. ”Her body’s reaction is improving with every round. She’s resisting the corruption on her own now. The elf’s natural affinity for purification is slowly awakening.”

Max nodded in relief, his eyes softening as he gazed at her resting form. Then his attention shifted to the fading traces of the runes.

He had been watching carefully every time Lady Divine worked, his Blue Soul recording the flow, the shape, the resonance of each glyph. This time, he could see it more clearly—the rhythm of activation, the points where she shifted a rune’s placement, the subtle adjustments that stabilized the extraction.

’I can almost see how it’s done,’ Max thought, his eyes narrowing in focus. ’If I try hard enough, I could reproduce these runes myself with my Blue Soul. But... it would take a lot of practice before I can perfect them.’

Lady Divine glanced at him knowingly, a faint smile tugging her lips. ”You’ve been studying my runes, haven’t you?”

Max didn’t deny it. ”They’re fascinating. Complex, but not beyond my reach. One day, I’ll be able to cast them too.”

Her smile deepened, carrying a rare note of approval. ”That’s the spirit. Watch long enough, practice hard enough, and the path of runes will open to you. With your blue soul, you may even surpass me in the future.”