Deep within the Abyss Realm, a place of endless darkness that exists at the very edge of the universe, one might feel as though they are surrounded by an emptiness devoid of air or water. But in this desolate expanse, small droplets of light resembling water bubbles dance and sway, casting a mesmerizing spell. Within these bubbles, butterfly-shaped lights flit and flutter, their presence imbued with a mystical power that belies their delicate form.
A deep, resonant voice in the bass range echoes through the realm, as if drawing the very fabric of the abyss itself into its tone. "How long has it been since you served the Dimension Management Bureau?" it intones with a calm assurance.
The butterfly-shaped light responds with graceful movements, "I cannot recall the exact duration, but I was assigned just before the Celestial War between the gods of the second dimension and the divine realm of the seventh dimension. It must have been about two million years ago."
"You have been in service for quite some time. But do not speak of that 'disaster' in front of me. We are still grappling with the aftermath of that catastrophic event, and the madness it has unleashed," the voice warns.
"At that time, I was just a low-ranking member, so I was unaware of the details. My duties kept me busy repairing the dimensional rifts caused by the war. According to rumors, a peace envoy was eventually sent from the second dimension to settle things, but..." the butterfly-shaped light trails off.
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"Peace? Ha! The Second Celestial Realm was on the brink of extinction. The fact that we are still pouring enormous resources into repairing the dimensions is proof of that. The number of divine beings killed by the Master of the Seventh Realm alone exceeds three hundred million. And they unilaterally declared an end to the war because it 'wasn't fun anymore.' The Second Celestial Realm had no choice but to accept the terms, which were nothing more than a promise not to provoke the demon realm again. Who could have imagined that the demons would subject the gods to slavery?" the voice scoffs.
"What?! The Second Dimensional Gods are noble beings, revered even by higher dimensions. And among tens of thousands of dimensions, it is considered the strongest of all! Wait, isn't there a significant constraint on moving from lower to higher dimensions? Surely, you cannot mean that they charged into the demon army and defeated them with their bare hands?" the butterfly-shaped light exclaims.
"Indeed, there are various constraints. Creatures without souls, apart from their own bodies, cannot move from lower to higher dimensions unless there is an official dimensional pathway connecting them. Moreover, the mad 'human' who owned the Seventh Realm knew that if he died in a dimension other than his own, he would disappear immediately. And yet..." the voice trails off, its words laced with a dark foreboding.