MC's Dimension - World

As Killua retreated into the forbidden depths of his created dimension, the world he left behind continued to evolve under the watchful eyes of the Gods and Goddesses he had sparked into existence on a whim. Eons passed, and the memories of their creator, Killua, faded into obscurity, known only to the Original Gods who witnessed his presence.

With time, the children of the Original Gods and Original Goddesses grew in power and influence, inheriting the divine essence bestowed upon them by their divine parents. These new generation deities inherited the responsibility of ruling over the world Killua had birthed. They embraced their divine lineage and began shaping the world according to their own visions.

In their quest to maintain an ideal delicate equilibrium, these deities employed a remarkable ability to stifle excessive technological advancement while providing aid when civilization found itself lacking. Through their interventions, the balance of progress was upheld, preventing the world from spiraling into chaos or stagnation. As a result, despite the passage of countless eons, the level of civilization remained remarkably consistent, akin to the state in which Killua had last left it.

Thus, the world continued to evolve around in a circle under the watchful gaze and judicious guidance of these divine beings, their actions shaping the destiny of the realm while unknowingly preventing the progress desired by its absent creator.

The new Gods and Goddesses wielded their authority over different aspects of the world, each governing domains such as war, love, wisdom, nature, and more. They established their own realms, some of which are known as "Heavens" and "Hells," which connected to Killua's dimension. Through these realms, they interacted with their respective followers, guiding their lives and intervening when necessary.

The people of the world, unaware of Killua's existence, worshipped the new Gods and Goddesses, praising them as benevolent rulers and protectors. The pantheon of deities became an integral part of their daily lives, with temples and shrines erected in their honor. The humans, demons, and other creatures who inhabited the world sought the favor and blessings of these divine beings, relying on them for guidance, protection, and salvation.

The descendants of the Original Gods forged alliances, rivalries, and even conflicts amongst themselves, unlike their predecessors. They engaged in wars and power struggles, seeking to expand their influence and prove their superiority. However, unlike Killua's meticulously planned conflicts, these wars were driven purely by the ambitions and desires of the deities themselves.

Throughout the countless eos, the world originally shaped by Killua witnessed the rise and fall of millions of civilizations, the birth and extinction of species, and the receding and flow of magical and technological advancements. The deities, with their godlike powers and divine wisdom, guided their followers through these tumultuous times, their actions often reflecting the characteristics they embodied.

Despite their immense power and influence, the new Gods and Goddesses, like their ancient parents, remained confined within the dimension created by Killua and never questioned anything. None dared to venture to the surface world, they naturally regarded the surface world as the domain of lesser beings and held no inclination to explore its mysteries. Even the Original Gods and Goddesses, having fulfilled their roles, stepped back from the forefront and became enigmatic overseers, silently orchestrating events and occasionally guiding their descendants from the depths of their hidden and unknown realms.

The memory of Killua, the enigmatic being who had sparked this divine lineage, faded into legend. Only the Original Gods and Goddesses held the knowledge of his existence, rarely sharing stories of the world's creation and the extraordinary being who had brought it to life. Their descendants ruled the world, unaware of the forgotten creator who had once shaped their reality.

Meanwhile, as the ages passed and new Gods and Goddesses rose to prominence, the world continued to evolve, awaiting the emergence of new adventurers, heroes, and seekers of truth who would uncover the forgotten secrets of their origin and perhaps rekindle the memory of the mysterious entity known as The Lord.

And so, the world remained in a delicate balance, guided by the unseen hands of the deities who inherited their divine power from the Original Gods. The eons stretched on, civilizations rose and fell, and the intricate tapestry of life unfolded under the watchful eyes of the divine.

Yet, unknown to the ruling deities, whispers of an ancient legend began to resurface among a select few. Tales of a forgotten creator, known as The Lord, started to circulate among scholars, mystics, and seekers of truth. These individuals delved deep into ancient texts, deciphering cryptic prophecies and piecing together fragments of forgotten history.

Driven by an insatiable curiosity, these adventurers set out on a quest to uncover the truth of their origin, to unearth the lost memories of the enigmatic being who had birthed their world. They sought forgotten relics, deciphered ancient runes, and embarked on perilous journeys to unravel the secrets that lay dormant in the annals of time.

As their paths converged and their knowledge deepened, these chosen few began to piece together the fragmented puzzle of Killua and his creation. They discovered long-forgotten artifacts, encoded messages, and ancient chronicles that shed light on the existence of The Lord.

Word of their discoveries spread, drawing the attention of both mortal and divine alike. The ruling deities, once indifferent to their forgotten creator, now found themselves intrigued by the growing whispers of The Lord's existence. Some dismissed it as mere folklore, while others sensed a truth hidden within the tales.

Intrigued and perhaps even apprehensive, the new Gods and Goddesses observed from their divine realms, curious about the awakening interest in their forgotten progenitor. They pondered the implications of this newfound knowledge, questioning their own origins and the purpose behind their existence.

Meanwhile, the adventurers who sought the truth grew bolder, delving deeper into the mysteries of their world. They faced perilous trials, encountered ancient guardians, and challenged the very fabric of reality itself. Their journeys led them to the fringes of existence, to the boundary where Killua's dimension intertwined with the surface world.

"By the many gods! I never expected that!"

"Gods above! This is truly astonishing!"

At the cusp of this uncharted frontier, where mortal and divine converged, the adventurers discovered a hidden passage—a gateway to the dimension created by Killua. It was a portal that bridged the gap between the realms, a threshold through which they could finally confront the enigmatic creator and seek answers to the questions that had haunted them for so long.

With trepidation and determination, the chosen few crossed the threshold of no return, stepping into the forbidden depths of Killua's dimension. What awaited them there was a realm of wonder and peril, where time and space converged in a mesmerizing dance. It was a realm untouched by both mortal hands and Gods alike, a testament to the boundless imagination and power of its creator.

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Planet Earth - Core

As they ventured deeper into this mysterious domain, the adventurers discovered echoes of The Lord's presence—a subtle imprint of his essence interwoven into the very air of the dimension. This discovery stirred an overwhelming sense of euphoria within the magician of the team, as he instinctively connected with the primal origin of mana itself that surged through his being, each cell in his body resonating with its origin.

At This moment, the magician sensed an extraordinary phenomenon unfolding: with each breath he drew, his reserves of mana expanded exponentially, growing larger and more abundant than ever before.

The Supreme Magus is a title granted exclusively to the most formidable practitioners of magic. These individuals have transcended the confines of conventional sorcery, wielding extraordinary powers. Through their spells and abilities, they possess the capacity to reshape landscapes, manipulate the elements, and wield influence on a grand scale, spanning continents or even the entire globe.

"Oh' Creator of all. In your divine presence, I stand humbly as a vessel for your infinite power!"

Overwhelmed by the magnitude of what he felt, the Supreme Magus magician dropped to his knees, tears streaming down his aged and wrinkled face.

The adventurers encountered remnants of The Lord's experiments, marvels beyond comprehension, and glimpses of the vast knowledge he possessed.

Unbeknownst to those who ventured into Killua's dimension core, the remarkable ecosystem they encountered was a hidden world, shrouded in mystery and devoid of knowledge about its true nature. The select few had no awareness that they resided within the depths of a planet or that the intricate workings of the ecosystem were intricately connected to their surroundings.

As the adventurers explored this captivating realm, they marveled at the harmonious interplay between plants, animals, weather, and landscape. They observed how every aspect of the ecosystem relied on one another, with changes in temperature shaping the distribution of plant life and forcing animals to adapt to new conditions. The intricate balance of the ecosystem was a testament to the interconnectedness of its elements.

At the heart of this world, the adventurers witnessed the presence of a small, compressed source of energy that emitted light—a sun-like entity that provided the necessary illumination for photosynthesis. Unaware of its true nature, the Supreme Magus magician observed how this miniature sun, surrounded by a mysterious energy field, emitted just enough electromagnetic radiation to sustain life while blocking its magnetic field and most of its harmful radiation.

Their curiosity was piqued when they discovered four colossal tubes, each with a diameter of at least one kilometer, connecting to the energy field holding the miniature sun in place. These tubes appeared to absorb vast amounts of energy directly from the sun, channeling it into an underground artifact that spanned the entire world. Although unaware of the purpose of these massive mechanisms, the inhumanly sensitive Beastman in the team barely recognized their role in providing gravity and regulating heat from the outside, ensuring the survival and stability of the ecosystem.

As they delved deeper into the forbidden depths, their eyes naturally fell upon an enormous black tower, its sheer size and connection to the sun greatly perplexing them. Unaware of the antimatter composition, they could only marvel at its impossibility.

"By the sacred groves..." whispered the team's marksman, an Elf Archer bearing the esteemed title of the Sentinel of the Skies. This rank represents the pinnacle of the archery hierarchy, denoting an archer who has surpassed mortal skill and entered the realm of legends. Their marksmanship is unparalleled, with tales recounting a single arrow possessing the ability to reshape the very fabric of the land. With a mere wave of their hand, they can unleash arrows of devastation, capable of obliterating entire Kingdoms and traversing vast continents.

The towering black structure, devouring all light and stretching at least 50 kilometers, emanated an aura of mystery and served as a source of power for unknown purposes.

"Hmm..." at the forefront of the legendary adventurer team stood the leader, a Hero holding the prestigious rank of the Sword of Eternity. The highest title in existence, bestowed upon a swordsman of legendary status, renowned for their unrivaled mastery over the blade. It was said that they possessed a mystical bond with their sword, enabling them to perform feats that defied the limits of comprehension. Legends spoke of their ability to unleash cataclysmic power with a single swing, capable of reshaping entire continents.

As a pale hue gradually washed over his resolute countenance, the swordsman firmly clasped his gauntlet-clad hands, his piercing blue eyes fixed upon the foreboding black tower. Enveloped in an unsettling ambiance, he keenly perceived the malevolent perils radiating from its very core, their sinister aura extending its ethereal grasp even from a distance. Silently expressing gratitude to his gear, he acknowledged the protective embrace of his full-body armor, concealing the humiliating goosebumps that had arisen all over his body.

Throughout their exploration, the adventurers were captivated by the bewildering amalgamation of godlike craftsmanship and enigmatic technology that shaped this hidden world. Unbeknownst to them, they were witnessing the ingenious creation of Killua, where horrifying extraterrestrial technology seamlessly coexisted with the delicate balance of the ecosystem.

However, the adventurers remained oblivious to the fact that they were actually within the depths of a planet. They had yet to grasp the true scope and origins of the world they traversed—a world that combined the wonders of a self-sustaining ecosystem with the awe-inspiring marvels of Killua's superior godlike powers. The secrets of the forbidden depths remained concealed, waiting for those who would unravel the mysteries that lay hidden within this remarkable and enigmatic realm.

As the legendary team of the strongest beings in the entire world's history continued their exploration, their presence within Killua's dimension core did not go unnoticed. Unbeknownst to them, their intrusion triggered a response from the intricate machinery that sustained the ecosystem. The hum of energy resonated through the air as the hidden defense mechanisms were activated.

"Intruders detected. Exterminate."

"—?!"

Suddenly, from the depths of the dimension, hundreds of flying golems emerged. These formidable constructs, crafted with a blend of divine magic and advanced technology, were guardians tasked with protecting the sanctity of Killua's creation. Their purpose was to maintain the delicate balance of the ecosystem and eliminate any threats that dared to disturb it.

The golems, humanoid in shape and brimming with unholy power, moved with an eerie grace. Their bodies were composed of a substance unknown to the adventurers—a fusion of ethereal energy and solid matter. Their forms shifted and shimmered as they navigated the air with an impossible speed way beyond the speed of light, a testament to the alien extraterrestrial technology that brought them to life.

Without warning, the countless golems instantly unleashed their devastating abilities on the bewildered adventurers. Energy beams in the thousands per second, crackling with otherworldly power, surged from their outstretched sharp metallic armored hands, obliterating anything in their path with soulless inhuman precision. The legendary adventurers, caught off guard by this sudden onslaught, found themselves ill-prepared to face these unprecedented formidable foes.

Despite their mighty power, valor, and determination, the legendary adventurer's mortal bodies were simply no match for the overwhelming might of the innumerable, flying, and untiring golems. One by one, they fell under the relentless barrage of pure concentrated energy and terrifying energy blades, their hopes dashed and their dreams of unraveling the secrets of The Lord's dimension shattered.

In their final moments, as life slipped away, the legendary adventurers could only wonder at the forces that lay hidden within the depths they had dared to explore. They would never know the true nature of the world they had glimpsed, nor would they uncover the mysteries that lay buried within.

"Reporting. Intruders eliminated."

The Automaton battalion, having fulfilled their duty, quickly returned to the dark tower, fading back into the depths of the dimension. Their presence, a stark reminder of the forbidden depths and the consequences of venturing too far into the unknown, would serve as a warning to future explorers who dared to tread in their footsteps.

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MC's Dimension - World

Seizing the opportunity, the Original Gods chose to unveil the existence of The Lord and his formidable army, the Administrators, to their offspring. Yet, despite the undeniable evidence presented before their very eyes, the majority of their children stubbornly clung to disbelief, choosing to turn a blind eye to the irrefutable truth and behaving as though nothing of consequence had occurred. Dismissively attributing everything that unfolded as the ramblings and nonsensical tales of senility.

Witnessing some of them foolishly contemplating venturing into the forbidden depths in a misguided attempt to prove their point, the Original Gods were filled with absolute horror. Swiftly and decisively, they harnessed their entire collective divine power to seal the gateway, ensuring that no further entry would be possible.

And so, the forbidden depths of Killua's dimension remained an enigma, forever shrouded in darkness. The knowledge and secrets it held would continue to elude those who sought them, concealed within the intricate tapestry of a world that thrived on its own, guided by the delicate balance of life, technology, and the power of the gods.

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Author notes:

To clarify any confusion, Killua's Third Form, that is the Xenomorph from Xenopedia, has not been utilized in past chapters yet. Therefore, there is no need to worry about missing or skipping that part.