What is this Dimensional Chat???

Jotunheim

"Don't stop... that's the spot... Almost there... Yes~ Not bad for a human," Fatalis purred, her voice laced with satisfaction.

"I swear, you girl always finds ways to use me for stuff like this," Satria muttered, pouring warm oil into his hands before kneading it into her soft skin. His strong hands moved expertly over her back, easing tension and drawing out sighs of pleasure.

"Less complaining, more massaging. It's your fault for being so skilled at this. And how dare you live comfortably in this cozy cave while I must survive in harsh conditions outside?" Fatalis grumbled, though her annoyance was overshadowed by the blissful sensations his hands delivered.

The cave, now modified into a cozy sanctuary by Satria, was filled with the soft glow of lanterns. The usually ferocious Fatalis seemed like an entirely different being under his touch, almost serene.

"Hold on, this part might hurt a bit," Satria warned, repositioning his hands to address a stubborn knot in her back.

"Hmmm~ How can you be so talented? I feel like my youth is returning. You must do this more often, puppy," she teased, her voice melting with contentment.

"You sound like an old lady now," Satria quipped, a sly grin forming on his face.

Fatalis immediately shot him a sharp glare, her crimson eyes narrowing dangerously. Satria gulped, quickly realizing his mistake.

"Sorry, honey! I didn't mean it like that! In fact, you look younger than ever! Your beauty is... magical," he stammered, attempting to recover with flattery.

"Hmph, idiot." Fatalis smirked, her anger melting away. She let out a satisfied sigh as he finished the massage, then leaned in and kissed him lightly on the cheek. "I'm satisfied for now. Time for me to rest. Goodbye, my little pup."

With those parting words, the side of her that embraced his pampering faded, and her usual fierce demeanor returned.

"…Satria?" Fatalis' voice was cold, her eyes narrowing as she surveyed him.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" Satria asked nervously, knowing what was coming.

Her fist connected with his face before he could react, sending him flying against the wall of the cave.

"Ugh! Again? You must be kidding me!" Satria groaned, rubbing his now-throbbing face.

"That's for leaving your wife alone in a dangerous land! Hmph!" Fatalis crossed her arms, her expression equal parts pouty and furious.

Satria sighed, dusting himself off before walking over to her. He gently wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into a comforting hug.

"Sorry… I'll make amends for everything. I promise, my black dragon, Fatalis. Will you forgive me, my love?" His voice was soft, earnest.

Fatalis smirked triumphantly, savoring her victory. "You should be sorry. I'll be waiting for my compensation, dear."

Satria chuckled, leaning back to meet her gaze. "By the way, I wanted to introduce you to our new family member."

Fatalis tilted her head, her expression shifting from irritation to curiosity. "New family member?"

•

Fatalis stood frozen as two colossal wolves, radiating immense power, loomed before her. Their sheer size and presence were overwhelming, yet their eyes held a mix of curiosity and caution.

"So... you're telling me my other half gave you permission to take care of them?" Fatalis raised a skeptical brow, her arms crossed as she scrutinized the wolves. "It's not that I'm against adopting them, but they're enormous. How do you plan to keep them in our home? And how are you going to explain this to Kiyohime?"

Satria grinned, brimming with excitement. "Relax, I've got a solution. Let me show you something."

With a deep breath, Satria transformed into his Ultra Form. His body glowed with divine energy as he reached out, drawing power from across the universe. A radiant beam shot forth from his hands, enveloping the wolves. Slowly, their colossal forms began to shrink until they were the size of ordinary wolves. Simultaneously, Satria's form reverted to a normal human size.

"See? Problem solved." He crouched in front of the wolves, his tone serious but warm. "Now, let's make this official."

Satria extended his hand, golden energy swirling around it. "Tamer Skill: The Golden Order. I ask you both, under my name, to join my family. There's no need to worry—this is not a slave pact or anything that binds your freedom. I detest such things. Instead, I offer you love, safety, power, and release from the chains of divine imprisonment. All I ask is that you lend me your strength when I truly need it. Will you accept it?"

The wolves locked eyes with him, their fierce auras softening. They threw back their heads and howled, a resonant sound that echoed through the cave. It was their way of agreeing to the pact.

"Good," Satria said with a smile. "From now on, you are part of my family. Allow me to do this first."

With a flash of light, Satria uses his newly forged technique, the Emperor Blade, a weapon of pure radiant energy. With a single swipe, he severed the ethereal chains that had bound the wolves to their fate as harbingers of Ragnarok. The shackles dissolved into golden dust, freeing them at last.

"You're free now," Satria said gently. "As part of this new chapter, would you permit me to give you new names?"

The wolves wagged their tails enthusiastically, their eyes bright with anticipation.

"For you, Sköll, I name you Dawn, a bringer of light and hope rather than a devourer of the sun. And for you, Hati, I name you Selena, evoking the beauty of the moon and the celestial wonder of nature."

As he spoke, the wolves' bodies began to glow, their forms shimmering with newfound strength. Dawn's once-white fur turned a vibrant golden hue, radiating like the sun itself. Selena's fur shifted to a soft silver with streaks of celestial purple, a perfect reflection of her lunar essence.

The pact was sealed.

"You never cease to surprise me, dear," Fatalis said with a smirk, though her tone carried a hint of exasperation. "But… won't this bring trouble? I mean, these two were meant to trigger Ragnarok. Aren't you worried about meddling with fate?"

Satria shrugged, now hugging the wolves tightly, his face buried in their soft fur. "I know the risks, but I regret nothing. Nobody can separate me from my children!"

Fatalis sighed, placing a hand on her forehead as if warding off a headache. "You… idiot."

Despite her words, she couldn't help but smile as she watched him fuss over his new "children."

•

Uzumaki Training Ground

Forested Massachusetts, Boston

Satria leaned back against a tree, watching Koneko spar with Naruto while Kiyohime sat beside him, gently feeding him snacks. Ariel lay curled at his feet, basking in the serenity of the moment.

"Tell me, Koneko," Naruto said mid-attack, his movements fluid and precise as he demonstrated Frog Kata. "What's more important than power? Name one thing."

Koneko deflected his strikes, her mind racing for an answer. "Love? My will to protect those important to me?"

Naruto grinned and flicked her forehead playfully. "Close, but not quite. The answer is willpower—the strength of your character, the strength of your bonds, and the unyielding determination to protect the people you love. Still, you're on the right track."

Kuroka, lounging nearby, smirked. "Ara~ Hubby's got a point, but it's my turn now. Koneko-chan, you've learned Senjutsu. Now, I'm teaching you Youjutsu, our spellcraft. Prepare yourself~!" She conjured intricate magic circles, her playful demeanor masking her precision.

"Yes, Nee-sama!" Koneko nodded, determination shining in her eyes.

Suddenly, two massive wolves appeared, accompanied by a Satria clone. The clone gave a quick wave. "Yo! Delivery complete. Goodbye!" It disappeared in a burst of light, its memories merging with the original.

The twin wolves padded over to Satria, their tails wagging enthusiastically.

"Nya!" Ariel hissed, glaring at the newcomers. She wasn't about to share her master's attention with these "feral dogs."

Satria chuckled, scratching Ariel behind the ears. "Be nice to your new brother and sister, little one. Aren't they cool? And cute? As expected of me, of course." He pet the wolves' heads gently, earning delighted whines from the giant beasts.

Kiyohime raised an eyebrow, her gaze fixed on the wolves. "Danna-sama, are you sure about this? These aren't ordinary pets. Their power… it's immense."

Satria gave her a sheepish grin, his eyes wide with mock innocence. "Eh… We can't keep them? Look at them. How could I abandon such poor creatures?"

Kiyohime sighed, her resolve wavering. Fatalis, who had just arrived, crossed her arms with a knowing smirk. "Better give up, Kiyohime. He won't stop once he sets his mind on something."

"Fine," Kiyohime relented, "but you're responsible for them. I'm still taking care of this little one." She cradled Vaporeon protectively, shooting Satria a pointed look.

"Trust me, dear. I'll take care of everything." Satria's face was brimming with confidence, though Kiyohime didn't seem entirely convinced.

Before the conversation could continue, Naruto appeared, his eyes widening as he examined the wolves. "Hold up. Are these… the children of Fenrir? How the hell did you tame them?"

Satria puffed out his chest proudly. "Easy. Love solves everything, right?"

The wolves barked in agreement, their tails wagging even faster.

Naruto facepalmed, exasperated. "That doesn't explain anything, you damned brat!"

Fatalis, however, was distracted by something else. Her eyes fell on Kiyohime's hand, specifically the ring on her finger. "Wait… what's that? Since when did you wear jewelry?"

"This?" Kiyohime smirked, holding up her hand to flaunt the golden ring with a purple gem. "It's a gift from Danna-sama. A symbol of our love."

"Huh?!" Fatalis's expression darkened with jealousy. "Satria, you idiot! I want a ring too! Don't you know the rule of polygamy? You have to be fair! This isn't fair!"

Kiyohime giggled, her tone smug. "Ara~ Ara~ As expected, I'm his favorite. Open wide, Danna-sama." She popped a Japanese snack into Satria's mouth, her expression dripping with satisfaction.

"Delicious," Satria said through his bite, shaking his head. "And I don't have favorites. Would you prefer I propose to you all at the same time, Neet Dragon? It'd save me some trouble."

"No!" Fatalis pouted, crossing her arms. "I want it to be just the two of us on a romantic night! And stop acting like some grown-up, you spoiled brat!"

"Don't call me a spoiled brat in public!" Satria's face reddened, and he flicked her forehead in retaliation.

"Ouch! That hurt, idiot!" Fatalis rubbed her forehead, glaring at him. "Fine! But if you hate being called a spoiled brat, how about I call you Lolitria instead?"

"Especially not that!" Satria's patience snapped. He grabbed her cheeks and pulled gently. "Do you want to taste my wrath, huh?"

"Ow, ow, ow! I'm sorry, hubby!" Fatalis squealed, trying to wriggle free.

Sighing, Satria let her go and turned to Naruto, his playful demeanor replaced with a serious expression.

"Naruto, I need to speak with you and Itachi privately. Just the three of us."

Naruto blinked, sensing the shift in mood. "Alright. Lead the way."

•

The room was quiet except for the crackling of the fireplace as three figures sat, their expressions serious. Satria, Naruto, and Itachi were deep in conversation.

Satria leaned forward, his fingers steepled. "Dobe, do you have a place to accommodate people? I need to evacuate some victims from a certain country. My clone, along with Kurumi, recently discovered that Hydra and remnants of Japan's Unit 731 are conducting inhumane experiments in Madripoor to create superhuman soldiers."

Naruto's eyes widened in shock. "What?! Those bastards! We need to act fast to save them. I think I have a solution—there's an island I visited with Lara after we defeated the immortal queen. Yamatai. It's now a safe haven for mutants. They might accept the refugees."

Satria nodded thoughtfully. "That could work. It's not just our problem, though. This ties back to Japan's government too. Are you planning to tell your friend from the Heroes Association? You know, Toshinori?"

Naruto blinked in surprise but quickly nodded. "Yeah, I'll inform him. There's no way Toshinori would stand by if he learns people from his country are involved in this kind of crime."

Satria smirked. "Good. He'll be a useful ally." Then, he turned to Naruto again. "By the way, has Jiraiya already gone back to his world?"

Naruto nodded. "Yeah, Ero-Sennin returned yesterday."

With a satisfied expression, Satria shifted his gaze to Itachi. "Perfect. Itachi, I need you to handle something for me regarding your world."

Itachi's expression remained calm, but his curiosity was evident. "What is it you require, Satria-sama?"

"I need you to act as my eyes. Gather intel, observe the situation, and prepare everything for me to meet with Akatsuki's leader."

Naruto's brow furrowed. "You're planning to meet Pain?"

Satria shook his head. "Not just him. I mean the real leader of Akatsuki—the one with the mask."

Itachi's calm demeanor shifted slightly as his eyes narrowed. He hadn't expected Satria to know this secret, one that even many members of Akatsuki were unaware of. "You mean… him?"

"Exactly," Satria said with certainty.

Naruto leaned back, crossing his arms. "What do you want with that guy?" 

Satria's gaze sharpened, his tone unwavering. "It's a waste to let talent like his go to ruin. The Akatsuki's core members weren't always like this—they were fine people once. But the world scarred them, twisted their ideals. If left unchecked, they'll create chaos. What they need is guidance, someone who can steer them toward a better path."

He leaned back, a faint smirk crossing his face. "Besides, I have an offer they won't be able to refuse. When I return to their world, I'll test my proposition. If it works, I'll have a skilled group under my command to build a better world."

Naruto narrowed his eyes, catching the glint of something else in Satria's expression. 'That look… This brat's up to something. Just like when he tricked me into connecting that stupid well with Fran's dimensional storage skills.'

Satria's thoughts, meanwhile, were racing. 'If I can convince them, it's not just about peace—it's about opportunity. With ninja-like wizards at my side, I can uncover untapped resources in their world. Exploit them. Build industries. Export to other countries, even other worlds. Fran's world too… Their resources will be mine.'

Itachi broke the silence. "Your objective is ambitious, but I understand. What is your plan for the masked one?"

Satria smirked. "First, I'll gauge his motivations. If I can redirect his goals, he'll become a powerful ally. And if not… well, let's say I have contingencies."

Naruto sighed. "You're playing with fire, you know that? But fine. If it keeps them from destroying the world, I'll go along with it."

"Your wish is my command," Itachi said, bowing his head slightly.

Satria's grin widened, his confidence unshaken. "Good. Let's get to work."

•

The dense, oppressive canopy of the hellish forest casts long shadows over Fran, her battered body a testament to her relentless battles. Blood trickled from countless wounds, her breaths ragged from fatigue, but her golden eyes burned with unyielding determination.

The forest teemed with predators, each more vicious than the last. Yet, Fran's growth had been unprecedented. For every beast she slew, her strength surged, her level climbing rapidly as her body adapted to the relentless onslaught.

A trio of giant sabertooth tigers emerged from the underbrush, their growls vibrating through the air as they charged.

Fran stood her ground, her gaze calm and focused. "Hell Claw!" she roared, slashing her claws in a precise arc.

Blades of wind imbued with fiery magic tore through the air, slicing the sabertooths into charred remnants. Ashes scattered to the forest floor as Fran exhaled deeply, her ears twitching at the sound of movement beneath her feet.

THUD!

The ground erupted, a massive worm, over 40 meters long, lunging from the earth with its grotesque maw wide open, aiming to devour her whole.

Fran didn't flinch. Even malnourished, bruised, and teetering on the edge of collapse, she moved with the precision of a seasoned warrior. Her senses—sharpened by the brutal training her lord had forced her to endure—painted a vivid picture of her surroundings.

She leaped back, narrowly avoiding the worm's snapping jaws, her eyes closed as her other senses guided her movements.

'I can see it… Even with my eyes closed, I feel its presence and the terrain around me. Is this what my lord meant? Is this the power he wanted me to unlock?'

She opened her eyes, determination flaring anew. Summoning her weapon, she extended her hand. The air crackled as her sword flew to her grip, responding instantly to her call.

"FRAN! You finally summoned me!" Bobon, the sentient sword, buzzed with joy. "I've missed you! That evil guy—he—"

"Me too, Shishou," Fran interrupted, her voice steady despite her exhaustion. Energy surged through her, infusing Bobon. The blade shifted, glowing with alternating streaks of black and white, lightning crackling along its edge.

Fran gripped the hilt tightly, her expression calm but resolute. "One Sword Style: Dance of the Byakko!"

Her figure blurred, her speed unmatched as she charged at the colossal worm. With a single, precise slash, the creature's massive body fell in two, its head severed cleanly. Lightning crackled along the wound, reducing the beast to ashes.

As silence returned to the forest, Bobon's voice broke the quiet. "How… how did you become this strong, Fran? This is beyond anything I've ever seen."

Fran smiled softly, her golden eyes glowing with quiet pride. "Because of love," she whispered. "Love for the people who believed in me. For my lord, who taught me strength through struggle. And now…" She tightened her grip on Bobon. "Now it's time to finish our goal."

The sword hummed with excitement. "Let's do it, Fran. Together."

Fran nodded, her gaze set on the horizon. In this cursed forest, she had found her strength—and soon, the world would know it too.

•

In the untamed depths of the Savage Land, where no human foot had ever dared to tread, Fran stood alone against a monstrous creature in the heart of a fetid swamp.

The beast before her was unlike anything she had faced. Towering over 50 meters, its massive body was a fortress of natural armour, jagged scales shielding its back and tripartite jaw. The jaw's outer layers snapped open and shut with unsettling precision, guarding a bioluminescent core that pulsed ominously.

Its legs, bent and muscular, propelled it with terrifying speed through the water. The swamp trembled with every movement, ripples surging outwards as if the land itself feared the creature's wrath.

Fran took a steadying breath, her exhaustion eclipsed by the sheer magnitude of the challenge.

"What… what the hell is that thing?" Bobon's voice quivered, uncharacteristically shaken. "This place is insane! Everything here feels like it's out of a nightmare! What should we do, Fran?"

Fran's blue eyes narrowed, her grip tightening around the sword. Despite her small frame, she stood resolute against the behemoth, her aura pulsing with determination.

"Shishou…" Fran's voice was steady, unwavering. "Be ready. It's time."

Blue and white lightning sparked around her, dancing along her limbs like serpents of pure energy. The light illuminated the murky swamp, casting long shadows across the grotesque beast.

Bobon buzzed in anticipation as Fran chanted, her voice rising above the cacophony of the swamp.

"I call upon the light that bestows me with unrivalled power," she declared, her voice echoing as if carried by the heavens themselves. "To protect my lord and his people, to vanquish all that disturbs his order, and to shield the innocent from every injustice!"

Her sword began to evolve and transform, its black steel shimmering as the lightning intensified. The blade's colour shifted to an ethereal blend of blue and white, reminiscent of the towering giant who had once saved her life. 

Fran's body glowed, a radiant aura engulfing her as the lightning wrapped itself around her like armour. Her feet left the ground as she levitated slightly, her presence no longer that of a mere warrior but a living embodiment of divine justice.

The swamp fell silent for a moment, the creature pausing as if sensing the seismic shift in power.

Fran raised the sword high, its light piercing the oppressive gloom. "With this power, I invoke the name of my lord's will. The ABSOLUTION!!!"

The swamp exploded with light as Fran's new transformation completed. The beast roared in defiance, its tripartite jaw snapping open to reveal its glowing core. But Fran did not waver.

"Let's defeat this beast together, Shishou!" she cried, charging toward the beast with unrelenting determination, her blade cutting through the darkness like a comet streaking across the night sky.

•

Satria reclined lazily under the shade of a tree, watching his precious little kitten Fran training her heart out in the distance. Her determination brought a smile to his face, but he couldn't shake the guilt he felt about how hard she was pushing herself. He sighed, flipping open the Dimensional Chat on the holographic screen.

He smirked. 'Time to shop and make it up to her.'

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Dimensional Chat

ID Name: Shin

Coins: 173,000

Recent Matches:

Killed 40 Frost Giants (20,000© + 1 Dimensional Travel Ticket)

Tamed Sköll and Hati (40,000© + 2 Surprise Boxes)

Defeated the Great White Serpent (10,000© + 1 Surprise Box)

Defeated the Kraken (2,000© + 1 Surprise Box)

[Surprise Boxes: 6]

[Dimensional Travel Tickets: 2]

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Satria grinned like a kid in a candy store. "Finally... the moment I've been waiting for."

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[Big Sale – 168 Hours Remaining]

Unlock Legend Form: 50,000©

Spuit Lance: 12,000©

Manta Style: 12,500©

Boosted Gear: 25,000©

Divine Physique: 10,000©

Touya Mochizuki's Smartphone: 10,500©

[Purchase Confirmed]:

Unlock Legend Form

Spuit Lance

Manta Style

Touya Mochizuki's Smartphone

[Remaining Coins: 88,000©]

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Satria felt a rush of power surge through him as his Cosmo Plug upgraded and the smartphone in his hand shimmered with features he couldn't wait to exploit.

"This smartphone… if I can replicate and upgrade its features, I'd be swimming in cash! Hehehe, I could be a multi-dimensional tech mogul!" His laughter echoed ominously.

He stretched. "Now, where should I test this new power? Oh, right, DxD's Dimensional Gap! Perfect!" He paused, frowning slightly. "Wait… wasn't something lives there? Meh, probably not important." 

His attention shifted as he opened the first of his Surprise Boxes.

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[You Opened the Surprise Box]

Congrats! You Obtained: One Packet of SPAM!

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Satria blinked at the packet in his hand.

"…Haram," he muttered under his breath, though memories of his time in the Philippines brought a nostalgic smile to his face. "Wait… Fran might like this! It's perfect for adventurers. Durable, tasty, and portable according to my friends." 

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[You Opened the Surprise Box]

Congrats! You Obtained: A Toy Laser Pistol!

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{FIRE! FIRE! BUM! BUM!}

Satria's eye twitched as the toy pistol let out obnoxious sounds. He held it up, his expression blank. "What… the… actual… fuck?!"

Throwing it aside, he open the next box in frustration.

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[You Opened the Surprise Box]

Congrats! You Obtained: Gusion Underwear!

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The sleek boxer briefs landed in his hands. He stared at them, his face darkening.

"CHAT JANCOK! I'M GIVING YOU A ONE-STAR RATING, YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" He tossed the underwear to the ground and stomped on it repeatedly. "IS MY LUCK THAT BAD? WHO DID I OFFEND?!"

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[You Opened the Surprise Box]

Congrats! You Obtained: James Bond's Rolex 5513!

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Satria's fury vanished as he held the elegant timepiece. The stainless steel gleamed in the sunlight, and the craftsmanship radiated sophistication.

"…Nice. Very nice. This one I'll keep," he said, slipping it onto his wrist with a smug grin.

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[You Opened the Surprise Box]

Congrats! You Obtained: Nikyu-Nikyu no Mi!

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Satria stared at the fruit, recognizing its paw-like shape. His mind flashed to Bartholomew Kuma, the tragic revolutionary he respected.

"…Kuma…" His voice wavered as he clutched the fruit. "You didn't deserve what happened to you. I'll make sure your power isn't wasted."

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[You Opened the Surprise Box]

Congrats! You Obtained: The Legend Driver!

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The ornate device shimmered with power, its golden details exuding majesty. Satria's grin returned, wider than ever.

"Are you kidding me? This is overkill!" He spun around in excitement. "Not only Ultraman Legend, but now Kamen Rider Legend too?! Oh, the things I'm going to do with this!"

He struck a ridiculous pose, his confidence soaring. "I'm unstoppable! Watch out peasant, Bang Satria is back!"

Nearby, Fran shook her head as she dodged the beast's attack. "I'll never understand what goes on in that head of his…"

To be continued...