Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Kazreth attacked without hesitation, releasing waves of power that surged forward with enough force to tear apart space itself, and although the battlefield trembled under the intensity of his attacks, none of them achieved anything because every single attack lost its form before it could reach its target, dissolving into nothingness and ceasing to exist entirely.

The star-formed figure remained untouched, without raising its hand to defend or using any visible method to counter, and yet its very existence rendered Kazreth’s overwhelming power meaningless.

Then, slowly and without any sense of urgency, the figure moved as it lifted its hand, not with any grand gesture or overwhelming display of force, but with a simple and almost casual motion, and with nothing more than a slight flick of its fingers, Kazreth’s clone body turned into dust.

There was no resistance and no struggle, because his existence was erased completely as though it had never been present at all.

The scene came to an end, leaving Max staring at the floating screen in silence, his mind filled with shock as he tried to process what he had just witnessed.

Everything he had seen was nearly identical to what he had experienced in the secret domain, from the sequence of events to the confrontation and even the final outcome, yet what unsettled him the most was the figure itself.

That form was identical to his own transformation, carrying the same star-filled body, the same overwhelming presence, and the same incomprehensible power that had allowed him to erase Kazreth.

A heavy realization began to take shape in his mind as he understood that the figure had already existed in the original timeline, long before he had ever entered the secret domain, which meant that what he had experienced was not something new, but something that had already happened.

Max slowly turned his head toward the goddess, his expression filled with confusion, disbelief, and a growing sense of unease.

”Who was that figure?” He asked, steadying himself before speaking, as he gathered enough courage to voice the question that had been weighing heavily on his mind.

The goddess looked at him calmly, her gaze unwavering as she answered without hesitation. ”He is one of the many inheritors of the Dimensional Keeper legacy.”

The moment those words reached him, Max’s expression stiffened slightly.

A chill ran through his thoughts.

The term Dimensional Keeper was not unfamiliar to him, yet hearing it spoken so casually by someone else, especially by someone who claimed to oversee the multiverse, made him instinctively cautious. His awareness sharpened, and although he did not outwardly react much, there was a clear shift in how he regarded her presence.

The goddess noticed immediately.

A soft laugh escaped her lips.

”What is this?” she asked lightly, her tone carrying a teasing warmth. ”You cannot even trust me?”

Max let out a faint smile and shook his head.

”It is not that I do not trust you,” he replied calmly. ”I tend to trust people too easily, and that has proven to be one of my weaknesses, so I am simply being cautious this time.”

The goddess seemed amused by his answer.

”Interesting,” she said with a gentle laugh. ”Among all the inheritors of the Dimensional Keeper legacy that I have encountered so far, you are certainly one of the more... endearing ones.”

Max did not react to her remark.

His expression remained steady as he focused on what truly mattered.

”Inheritors of the Dimensional Keeper,” he said, his voice turning serious. ”What exactly do you know about them?”

The goddess leaned back slightly, her expression thoughtful.

”Before I answer that directly, let me explain what happened to you in the secret domain,” she said. ”You must be curious about how you suddenly accessed that overwhelming godlike power.”

Max nodded.

That question had been at the forefront of his mind ever since he had returned to normal.

”The reason is actually quite simple,” she continued. ”What you experienced was not the awakening of a new power, but a resonance.”

Max’s eyes narrowed slightly.

”Resonance?” he repeated.

The goddess gave a small nod.

”Yes,” she said. ”A resonance that occurred across time and space.”

She paused briefly before elaborating further.

”The Dimensional Keeper legacy is not something that exists in isolation. It does not belong to a single timeline, nor is it confined to one individual alone. Instead, it manifests across different points of existence, creating multiple inheritors who exist in separate timelines, dimensions, or even entirely different layers of reality.”

Max listened carefully, his attention completely focused.

”When you entered that secret domain,” she continued, ”you were not simply transported to the past. You were brought into a point where multiple layers of time and space overlapped. The battlefield you experienced was not just a memory of the past, but a convergence point where events from different timelines could interact.”

She looked at him meaningfully.

”In that original timeline, there was already an inheritor of the Dimensional Keeper who had fully awakened his power. He was the one who stood against Kazreth and erased him.”

Max’s breath slowed as he began to understand.

”Because you were present in that same point of convergence,” she said, ”your existence came into contact with his. The two of you shared the same origin, the same legacy, and the same foundational power. That connection created a resonance between you.”

The goddess raised her hand slightly, as though illustrating an invisible link.

”It was not a transfer of power in the usual sense,” she explained. ”Rather, your existence aligned with his for a brief moment. Your incomplete state synchronized with his completed one, allowing you to access a reflection of what you could eventually become.”

Max’s thoughts raced.

”So I borrowed that power?” he asked.

”Not borrowed,” the goddess corrected gently. ”You touched it.”

She continued calmly.

”That power was always yours, but only in potential. Through resonance, that potential aligned with a version of yourself that had already reached that level. For a brief moment, the boundaries between your current state and that future possibility collapsed.”

Her gaze deepened slightly.

”That is why it felt natural to you. It did not feel foreign, because it was never something external. It was a glimpse of your own existence at a higher state.”

Max remained silent as he absorbed her words.

”The reason this resonance occurred,” she added, ”is because there was already another inheritor of the Dimensional Keeper present in that original timeline, doing exactly what you did, standing in the same position, and confronting the same enemy.”

She smiled faintly.

”And for that brief moment, you and him became one point across time.”