Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Max’s hands shook as the holograms surrounded him, showing city after city being wiped out, continent after continent falling in flames. His knuckles bled as his fists clenched, his teeth grinding until his jaw ached.

The holowatch flickered again, projecting new sets of holographic articles into the room, each one more grim than the last. Max’s jaw tightened as his eyes darted across the glowing reports.

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[KING OF THE WEST FALLS – MAGNAR’S LAST STAND]

The report opened with live-feed footage of the Western Region, its skies torn open with endless flames. A body once full of golden armor was now blood red with a hole in its chest. It was the body of King Magnar. He died fighting all the way to the demons.

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[EASTERN GUILDS ERASED – LAST DEFENSE SHATTERED]

”Phoenix Order, Emerald Legion, Knights of Valor, Black Lotus, Lionheart Guild—five of the greatest guilds of the East joined forces in an unprecedented alliance to stop the demon onslaught. They gathered every elite they had, thousands of high-ranked cultivators, and even sealed a portion of their ancient treasures for this war.”

The feed showed scenes of destroyed strongholds of all these guilds. Hundreds of corpses all around the area. Death all around.

”Their combined might was legendary, but it wasn’t enough. The demons swarmed like an ocean, their numbers endless. One guild after another fell until none remained. Not even ashes were left behind. The East Continent, once the safest haven of the Lower Domain, has been painted in blood.”

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[SOUTHERN REGIONS – FIRST TO BE ERASED]

The next report displayed maps of the Southern Domain, all of them marked with red flames.

”The Southern Regions were the first to fall. Reports indicate coordinated attacks by multiple demon armies striking simultaneously across all Southern Continents. Defensive formations lasted less than a day before being shattered. Cities fell within hours. The South was annihilated before the rest of the Lower Domain even had a chance to react.”

A witness statement scrolled across the screen:

”We thought our barrier could withstand them. It lasted less than ten breaths.”

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[THE NORTH NEVER FOUGHT – WHERE WAS THE WITCH?]

The most chilling article came last.

”The Northern Domain is the most mysterious of the Lower Domain, ruled by the Witch of the North—a woman feared and revered for centuries. Her mere presence was said to be enough to keep the forces of darkness at bay. But when the demons descended... she never appeared.”

The feed displayed haunting images of abandoned northern citadels, their people left defenseless. The demons swept across them like locusts, unchecked and unchallenged.

”Without the Witch of the North, the northern defenses crumbled without resistance. Millions were slaughtered, cities erased, and no one knows why the Witch was absent in humanity’s darkest hour.”

The caption burned across the screen: ”Did the Witch betray us? Or was she already gone?”

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Note: All these footages were taken from the drones of the Lower Domain. By the time we got the notice about the destruction of the Valora Continent, a day had already passed.

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Max’s body trembled as all the holograms hovered around him—the death of King Magnar, the slaughter of the Eastern guilds, the annihilation of the South, the silence of the North.

Valora Continent wasn’t just defeated. It was erased from existence.

His fists clenched until blood dripped down his palms, his aura flaring like a storm ready to consume everything around him. Infernal energy began to leak once again from his body.

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The holowatch suddenly shifted again. The room went dark as the projection sharpened into a video feed, flickering with static before it stabilized.

At first, it was only the broken ruins of the Valora Continent—cities in flames, corpses piled so high they formed mountains, rivers turned red. The sky was choked with smoke, and twisted demonic shadows prowled through the ruins.

Then the feed jerked violently, the view spinning. The perspective settled when the scouting drone was snatched from the air by a massive clawed hand.

Two towering figures loomed into view. They were identical twins—demons with pitch-black skin glistening like obsidian, twin sets of horns curling from their heads, and eyes glowing like molten gold. Their grins were wide, mocking, their sharp fangs gleaming with fresh blood.

The first demon held the drone up to his face, his expression dripping with malice. His deep, guttural voice rattled through the recording: ”Isn’t this one of those human toys? The devices they use to record their pitiful little world?”

The other demon leaned in, his laughter coarse and chilling. ”Yeah. And from the looks of it... it’s still recording. Hah! How convenient.”

Both burst into cruel laughter, their voices echoing across the hollowed ruins behind them.

The first demon tilted his head, addressing the drone directly as though speaking to every human watching in the Middle Domain. ”Good. Let’s give them a little show. Humans of the Middle Domain... guess what I heard today? While we were tearing apart this continent, drowning it in screams and fire, some of these pathetic humans whispered a name. They thought a savior would come for them. They thought a ’hero’ would descend from the skies and save their worthless lives.”

His grin widened, eyes narrowing like a predator’s. ”That name... was Max.”

The second demon laughed even louder, leaning so close his demonic features filled the projection. ”You should have seen them. That fragile hope flickering in their eyes... only to turn into despair when no one came. When their so-called hero never arrived.”

The first demon’s voice deepened, filled with venomous glee. ”That’s when I realized something. Max Morgan. That’s what they called him. Isn’t the human race’s genius with the strongest potential also called Max?”

He spat, the saliva sizzling as it hit the burning ground.

Then he leaned closer, his grin stretching unnaturally wide. ”Enough of the made-up dramatics. I’ll tell you this straight. We destroyed this continent. We slaughtered every human on it. We turned their bones into dust and their screams into music... all for one reason.”

Both twins spoke in unison now, their voices overlapping into a bone-chilling echo.

”To show your entire race... that your so-called genius with the strongest potential mean nothing to us demons, Max Morgan, means NOTHING. And with this we, the twin devils, hereby declare a battle with Max. I am sure you are watching this and I am sure you will be accepting my challenge because I destroyed your home.”

It was then one of them added. ”Oh, just so you know we did all of this, destroying this small continent and killing all these humans just to challenge you in a high profile way. I hope you like our present. Remember to come to the Black Rock Region. We will be waiting for you.”

The drone shook as their laughter roared through the recording. The feed cut with static, but the sound of screams and cruel laughter lingered for several seconds longer before silence fell.