Dimension System: SSS Rank Talent Awakening

Chapter 191: The Informant

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After the battle of headmaster (Saint) Raghnall Ferrin a council meeting is starting.

The council chamber was awash with the golden light of runes inscribed along the walls, their steady pulsing casting eerie shadows.

At the center stood a man who exuded both confidence and unease. His cloak, tattered and lined with faintly glowing symbols, marked him as someone who had walked the line between scholar and sorcerer for far too long.

"A man name is Calvin stated taking,"

He began, his voice steady but solemn."

Normal I don’t attend this kind of meeting. I have some information to share.

Note: "He is not merely a scholar. He is an oracle, Saints rank."

My expertise lies in the study of dimensional rifts and the forces that seep through them."

The room, filled with Saints, advisors, and leaders of Celestial City, went silent. Few dared to claim equivalence with the

Saints Calvin, He is the one of the most knowledgeable person of this kingdom.

Headmaster Raghnall, seated at the high table, motioned for Calvin to continue.

"You’ve fought bravely," Calvin said, his gaze sweeping across the room. "You’ve seen the Harbinger and its Vanguard.

But they are only the surface- soldiers, tools wielded by beings of far greater power."

The words fell heavy, and murmurs rippled through the chamber. Raghnall raised a hand to quiet them. "Speak plainly, scholar Calvin.

Who are these higher powers, and what do you know about them?"

"What’s their goal?"

Calvin stepped forward, his glowing symbols pulsing faintly as he spoke. "The Harbinger and Vanguard are mere pawns in a grander hierarchy.

They serve entities I call the Voidlords beings beyond the fabric of this reality. Experience new tales on NovelBin.Côm

Their goal is not simple conquest; they seek to unravel worlds, feeding on the collapse of dimensions.

Celestial City, perched at the nexus of dimensional threads, is a prime target."

Loira, one of Dabi’s closest allies and last of the dimension Gatekeeper , leaned forward. I heard of them. But I never meet them.

’Calvin asked and who might you be miss?’ I don’t know you.’

Raghnall step in and said. I bring her here. She is someone you will be shocked to know.

Calvin said. Please stop with the suspense. Tell me.

Raghnall said. She is a gatekeeper. She was stuck in a dimension gate. One of my student rescue her.

Calvin is very shocked. Don’t know what say. Then he tells miss can visit my office later. I have so many questions.

Raghnall interrupting Calvin said. Not now. Let’s continue with the meeting. You should visit my academy when all this is over.

You were saying they attack. "Why now? The city has existed for centuries without drawing such attention."

"Because the nexus of worlds has been weakened," Calvin replied grimly.

"The rift you see is no accident. It was forced open, and it’s only the beginning. The Voidlords will not stop until this world is consumed."

Dabi, standing near the back, crossed his arms. "If we’re dealing with beings of such power, why haven’t we been wiped out already?"

Calvin’s lips tightened. "Because they cannot manifest here fully without preparation."

The Vanguard and Harbinger are scouts and heralds, paving the way for larger incursions.

"If the rift remains unchecked, it will grow until the Voidlords can breach our reality entirely."

The room fell silent again, the weight of Calvin’s words settling over the gathered leaders. After a moment, Raghnall stood.

"You came here not only to warn us, but to offer a solution," Raghnall said. "Out with it."

Calvin nodded, his expression grave. "There is an artifact— the Aetherial Core

Or also known as rift core."

"It was created eons ago to stabilize dimensional breaches. If retrieved and activated, it could seal the rift and sever the Voidlords’ connection to this world."

A murmur spread through the room, some voices hopeful, others skeptical. Dabi’s sharp eyes narrowed as he studied Calvin. "What’s the catch? Artifacts like that don’t come without a cost."

Calvin hesitated. "The artifact lies in the Forbidden Zone beyond the city, a place warped by centuries of dimensional instability. Reaching it will be perilous.

Worse still, activating it draws upon the user’s life force. The greater the rift, the higher the cost."

There’s a limiter in the gate. No one above the grandmaster rank can’t enter the gate. So we need to find the best people.

The chamber erupted into heated discussion. Some Saints argued the risk was too great, while others insisted they had no choice.

Raghnall raised his voice above the clamor. "Enough!"

The room fell silent as Raghnall turned to Dabi. "You and your team will retrieve the artifact. While we all protect the citizens. You’ve faced worse odds before."

Dabi inclined his head. "Understood."

Later that night, Dabi met with Raghnall in private. The headmaster’s expression was unreadable as he handed Dabi a sealed scroll.

"This mission is critical," Raghnall said. "The Saints will support you, but you know as well as I do that not everyone in the council trusts you."

They will send other teams there too. Inside this scroll is some information about the place.

"Do you trust me?" Dabi asked, taking the scroll.

"You already know the answer. Raghnall replied." Keep your wits about you, and if something feels off, don’t hesitate to act."

Dabi nodded, slipping the scroll into his cloak. "Anything else?"

Raghnall hesitated, his gaze flicking to the glowing rift visible through the chamber’s high windows.

"The artifact’s power is dangerous. If it comes down to it, I trust you to make the right call."

The following morning, Dabi gathered his team at the city gates Loira, Zen, Jeni.

Each member carried supplies and weapons carefully chosen for the treacherous journey ahead.

Loira distributed small, rune-inscribed charms she had crafted overnight.

"These should provide some resistance against the distortions in the Forbidden Zone. They’re not perfect, but they’ll help."

Zen studied his charm with quiet curiosity, then slipped it into his belt. "I’ll take anything that keeps my blade steady."

Jeni smiled faintly as she adjusted her satchel. "Ready for another impossible mission?"

Dabi’s grip tightened on the hilt of his sword. "Let’s move. The longer we wait, the stronger the rift grows."

The Forbidden Zone stretched before them like a nightmare brought to life a warped landscape of jagged terrain, twisting skies, and flickering lights that seemed to defy logic.

Each breath tasted of metal, and the very air hummed with malevolent energy.

Loira said. "The instability here is worse than I anticipated. Stay close. If anyone gets separated, it’ll be nearly impossible to find them again."

The team advanced cautiously, their senses on high alert. The ground shifted unpredictably beneath their feet, and strange, otherworldly sounds echoed in the distance. Shadows flickered at the edge of their vision, always just out of reach.

The first major threat came in the form of a riftbeast— a towering, multi-limbed monstrosity that seemed to phase in and out of existence. Its glowing eyes locked onto the group as it let out a bone-chilling roar.

Zen moved first, his blades flashing as he darted toward the creature. Loira channeled her magic into concentrated bursts of energy, aiming for the beast’s vulnerable joints.

Jeni stayed back, her healing spells keeping the team on their feet as they battled the relentless foe.

When the creature finally collapsed, its body dissolving into mist, Dabi lowered his blade and surveyed the group. "Everyone alright?"

"Nothing I can’t handle," Zen said, though his voice was tight with exertion.

Loira examined her scanner again. "We’re not even halfway there. Expect more of these things."

That night, the team made camp in a relatively stable clearing. The flickering firelight did little to dispel the oppressive energy of the Forbidden Zone.

Loira was checking the surrounding, Jeni tended to Zen’s minor injuries. Dabi sat apart from the group, staring into the flames, his thoughts heavy.

Loira eventually joined him, her face serious. "I’ve been analyzing the artifact’s energy signature. It’s not just a tool—it’s alive, in a way. Whatever power it holds, it’s going to test whoever tries to use it."

Dabi frowned. "And if they fail?"

Loira hesitated. "The energy backlash could be catastrophic. The artifact might stabilize the rift—or tear it open further."

Dabi’s jaw tightened. "You should’ve told me this earlier."

"I thought it was obvious," Loira replied. "Nothing this powerful comes without risks. But if we don’t try, the Voidlords will win."

Dabi stared into the fire for a long moment before standing. "Get some rest. We’ll deal with this when we reach the artifact."

At dawn, the team reached the edge of a massive chasm. On the far side, a crystalline structure loomed, its surface pulsing with an eerie, otherworldly light.

"That’s it—the Aetherial Core. It’s emitting enough energy to destabilize the entire zone." Loira said.

Before anyone could respond, the ground beneath them began to shake.

From the depths of the chasm, a monstrous figure emerged a shifting, shadowy mass of limbs and glowing eyes.

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