What is this Dimensional Chat???

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A lone figure sat in deep meditation on the surface of a desolate, uninhabitable planet—its mass at least 4.5 times that of Earth. Chaotic mana swirled around him like a raging storm, corrupting the very air and land, turning the entire planet into a festering well of dark energy.

This was not the original Satria but rather one of his Avatars—an extension of his will, forged for a singular purpose.

He was accumulating the evil residue within him, refining and controlling its volatile nature.

Despite their differences, the original and his Avatar shared the same goal: to grow stronger, to prepare for the worst, and to push beyond their limits.

"It's harder than I thought… controlling magic from the Dark Dimension. Who knew learning without a tutor would be this exhausting?"

Though the dark magic threatened to erode his mind, his powerful mental shields held firm, resisting its corruption. His accelerated thought process—his super-speed cognition—allowed him to analyze and master this chaotic energy faster than most ever could.

This lonely training served a crucial purpose: to achieve balance between the forces of order and chaos within him. A delicate, treacherous task—one that only he could undertake.

To him, magic was like a system glitch—an unpredictable error in the cosmic code. But those with the intelligence and cunning to exploit such "bugs" could wield unimaginable power.

With a deep sigh, he stood. His crimson eyes gleamed with cold resolve.

"Enough for today. I need to erase this planet before I leave."

Through his training, he had realized something terrifying—his power didn't just destroy. It could mutate, evolve, and twist anything it touched, driving living beings into madness. The very presence of his uncontrolled dark aura was a threat to existence itself.

With that in mind, he ascended into space, looking down upon the doomed world. He raised a hand, summoning a crackling red bolt of unholy energy.

"Three... Two... One... Zero."

"Chaos Phantasmagoria."

The red bolt descended, expanding into a vortex of spiraling chaos that engulfed the planet entirely. Space trembled as the world was erased—consumed by the very essence of disorder—leaving nothing behind.

"Five seconds? Hm. Disappointing. I'll need a more durable playground next time."

With a flick of his wrist, he conjured a fiend's gate—a portal to an alternate universe, shrouded in dark mystery.

The Darkest Ultra stepped forward, vanishing into the unknown, waiting patiently for the moment his original self would call upon him.

His purpose was set. His motive? Unclear.

But one thing was certain—when the time came, the universe would tremble.

•

Satria Mansion

Kuoh, Japan

The dimly lit room was illuminated only by the glow of monitors and the vibrant neon of arcade sticks. In one corner, Kazuma lounged with a confident smirk, while on the other side of the couch, Satria fidgeted nervously.

"Why are you so strong?! No... Relax, JAN... You promised yourself not to be toxic... The battle isn't over yet."

Kazuma grinned, fingers tapping away effortlessly. "What do you mean not over? This is the end for you, noob!"

Satria gritted his teeth as his character struggled against Kazuma's relentless onslaught. Every attack he threw was countered with pinpoint precision, every attempt to break through met with a flawless block. His health bar drained alarmingly fast.

"No, no! You're a damn cheater!!!"

With a few well-timed combos, Kazuma crushed him twice in a row without breaking a sweat. No matter how hard Satria tried, he couldn't land a significant hit.

"Told you! Fighting games are my forte," Kazuma gloated. "Now pay up and take this as a lesson—never challenge the Great Kazuma!"

Satria sighed, tossing his controller aside. "You got lucky. My controller is a little damaged, but fine… A deal's a deal." He leaned back. "Now, about your training—when do you want to start? Also, we need to discuss the future."

A voice cut in, smooth yet teasing.

"You? Train him?" Fatalis, Satria's wife, folded her arms, smirking as she watched Kazuma with amused pity. "I thought you were a NEET who preferred sleeping and lazing around rather than moving your scrawny body."

Kazuma scoffed. "Tch, I don't have a choice! If I want to survive in that world surrounded by those girls, I have to get stronger. Black Cat told me your husband is an incredible tutor—one who can maximize talent in a short time. And I'm a fast learner. Should be easy peasy, lemon squeezy!" he said, brimming with confidence.

Satria chuckled. "We'll see about that." Then his tone shifted slightly. "As for the future… I recently built a company here. Our goal is to develop a new energy source that can replace harmful materials and help the environment. My company operates in multiple industries, and according to my predictions, you'll eventually meet someone with major influence in your world. That's where you come in."

Kazuma narrowed his eyes. "Wait… You want me to be your broker? So you can build a factory or something in my world?" He crossed his arms. "If this project benefits me, I don't mind. But who's this person you're talking about? How the hell would a low-rank adventurer like me have such a connection?"

"Trust me," Satria said with a knowing smirk. "This girl is special. Strong, beautiful, and the type to spoil you rotten. Only a fool would let go of that kind of potential. Be patient, and the world will be yours to enjoy."

Kazuma's jaw dropped slightly. "Wait, wait… Beautiful and strong? And she'll spoil me rotten too?" His eyes sparkled with hope. "Is… is this girl my fated heroine in that stupid world? Unbelievable."

Satria gave a secretive smirk. 'With conditions, of course. Everything is going according to my plan.'

Before Kazuma could probe further, the door creaked open, and two small figures entered the gaming room. The moment they saw Satria, they immediately rushed to him, snuggling into his arms.

"Nya-Nya!"

"Rawrrr!"

Satria's eyes softened as he hugged them. "Look who missed their daddy~! Do you both love your new playground?"

Vaporeon and Selena, his beloved little girls, nestled deeper into his embrace, purring in contentment. Their affection was their way of expressing gratitude for the love and home he provided. At times like this, nothing—not even an intense gaming rivalry—could pry Satria away.

Kazuma blinked. "…Dude, you really are a furry, huh?"

Fatalis let out a chuckle. "Better ignore him, Kazuma-kun. He'll try to lead you down the same path if you're not careful." Then her tone became more serious. "His offer is tempting, sure. It could bring you glory, but the real question is—are you ready to take responsibility for that choice? If you want a normal life, stick with your party. You, the loli explosion maniac, the M-crusader, and that useless goddess actually have good chemistry. You could be a happy family. Go with your own flow, not the flow someone else creates for you."

Kazuma's cocky demeanor faltered. Fatalis' words made him think. Was he really ready for that kind of responsibility? He only ever wanted to chill—to enjoy life. Not to be caught up in conflicts. But… deep inside, another part of him whispered: Stop being a loser. Get out of your damn comfort zone.

Before he could dwell on it too much, Fatalis snatched Satria's controller, cracking her knuckles. "Enough talking. Let's play. Unlike that noob, I'm not an easy opponent."

Satria jolted. "Who are you calling EZ?!"

Kazuma smirked, shaking off his doubts. "Heh. Alright, Fatalis-san. Show me what you've got!"

•

A clone of Satria, currently tending the bar inside the mansion, poured a glass of water and set it in front of his guest. His gaze was calm yet attentive.

"Are you getting accustomed to life here? Is anything making you uncomfortable? You can talk to me first—sometimes talking helps more than drinking."

Across from him sat a striking figure, a being of both grace and power. Her long, flowing blonde hair framed her face, her black horns curving ominously yet elegantly. Feathered wings rested against her back, twitching slightly as she mulled over his words.

Crom took a sip of the water, appreciating the gesture. "I used to live freely… doing whatever I wanted. If someone weaker than me got in my way, I crushed them. That was the way of life I knew." She sighed, fingers tracing the rim of her glass. "Now, after everything I've done, you people just… take me in? An Evil Dragon like me, treated as family? I don't think I deserve this kind of happiness. Everyone here seems so happy around you, yet… I don't feel like I belong."

Satria leaned forward slightly, listening with an understanding expression. "I get it. It's tough living somewhere unfamiliar. I felt the same when I first left my homeland, far from everything I knew. But you don't have to figure everything out at once. What matters is—we'll do our best to make you feel comfortable and happy here. You're part of the family now."

Crom chuckled, shaking her head. "Now I see why all these girls are crazy about you. That silver tongue of yours is something else."

Satria grinned. "Hehehe, you can praise me more~." He turned to the shelf behind him, selecting a bottle of top-grade wine. Pouring a glass, he set it in front of her. "This one's my favorite. Sometimes, a good glass of wine helps clear the mind."

Crom took a sip, her eyes widening slightly as she savored the rich, complex flavors. "Wow… This is amazing. Thank you."

"You're welcome—" Satria suddenly paused, his gaze flickering to something invisible in the air. His expression darkened slightly.

___

[Ding! Mission Alert: Defeat the Northern Tribe in Esdeath's World]

[Participants Required: 2]

[Time will be paused in the participants' world during the mission]

God of Hope: "Esdeath! You need to stop this madness before it's too late!"

Spider-Man: "Wait, hold on—why are we helping Esdeath? This seems kinda shady… Also, big bro Naruto looks like he's about to throw hands."

Esdeath: "War isn't about choices, Naruto. If we back down, they'll invade the Empire sooner or later. You were raised as a soldier—you of all people should understand that."

Robin: "There's always a choice. That's why diplomacy exists in the first place."

Esdeath: "Oh, I agree. But tell that to our Prime Minister—the man's so rotten he'd probably sell his own shadow if it got him more power. The only reason I serve the Empire is to find a worthy opponent and, well… love. Which I've already found, thanks to this group chat."

King of Knights: "Let me be blunt. Is your country planning to commit genocide against the Northern Tribe?"

Ruby: "Geno-what? What's that?"

Robin: "You're better off not knowing, Ruby. Trust me."

Esdeath: "Like it or not, the answer is yes—unless, of course, one of you wants to step up and overthrow the Prime Minister."

Hero Hunter: "Don't need to see it to know your Empire is full of garbage. Power in the hands of fools leads to nothing but ruin."

Pervert Sage: "Oof, rough situation, Esdeath. Maybe we should bring in @BangSat to mediate?"

[BangSat has entered the chat]

BangSat: "Who dares summon the Handsome Admin? 😎"

Kuroneko: "My lord! Are you eating well? Do you need money? Anything I can do to ease your burdens? Just say the word! 😺"

BangSat: "I'm fine, I'm fine! No need to treat me like a little kid, Fran."

White Lady: "WAIT A MINUTE—are you the type who brainwashes young girls into becoming your devoted caretakers?! Disgusting!"

BangSat: "Whoa, WHOA. Misunderstanding! I'm just an honorable man who takes responsibility for his loved ones. No way I'd leech off them!"

Evil Spirits: "Welcome back, @Bang~ What are you doing on this lovely night?"

BangSat: "Would you believe me if I said… I was thinking about you? ☺"

Evil Spirit: "Oh my~ How can we be so in sync? Could this be… fate? Fufufu~"

Kuroneko: "Hmph! 😾 Are you forgetting about me, my lord?"

BangSat: "Of course not~ Every day, I dedicate myself to making sure my family is happy and loved. You two complete me, and I can't imagine my life without you. Love you both! 😘"

Evil Spirits: "That's so sweet, honey~"

Kuroneko: "Hehe, you're such a silly man of mine~"

Robin: "…Out of everyone here, you guys called this idiot to mediate?"

White Lady: "AGGGGHHHH!!! How do you people not die of EMBARRASSMENT?! That was so cringe, I need bleach for my brain! GET A ROOM!"

God of Hope: "Alright, enough jokes. BangSat, do you have a plan to avoid unnecessary bloodshed?"

BangSat: "Ah, so we're playing villains now, huh? Well, Naruto, this might be your time to shine. Why not hit Esdeath with your famous Talk no Jutsu? Let's test if humans can truly understand each other… or if that's just wishful thinking."

Esdeath: "I like the confidence, but you'll be sorely disappointed if you think words alone will stop war."

BangSat: "Then we go with Plan B—show the Empire's forces your power, claim the Northern Tribe's land under your rule, recruit Night Raid, and finally… remove the Prime Minister. Either take the Empire by force or, if you're feeling merciful, train the young Emperor to become a real leader."

Emilia: "Is there really no peaceful way to resolve this…?"

BangSat: "Emilia-chan, you're too pure for this world, and I respect that. But rulers don't get the luxury of naive ideals."

Pervert Sage: "So it really is impossible for humans to understand each other without war."

BangSat: "Eternal peace? Sorry to break it to you, Jiraiya, but that's a fairy tale. The only way to achieve it is by controlling everyone—erasing free will and forcing obedience. That's not peace. That's just oppression with a prettier name."

Pervert Sage: "I'll go. My instincts tell me this mission isn't for kids who've never seen real war."

God of Hope: "I'll go too. If I can't stop you, Esdeath, I'll make damn sure you don't do anything unforgivable."

Esdeath: "Oh? You coming to stop me, Naruto~? Hehehe, then let's make this a special night for us, shall we?"

[Mission Participants Confirmed]

___

Crom watched Satria as he absentmindedly played with something invisible in the air. His expression darkened slightly, his mood clearly affected.

"Hm? Something wrong?" Crom tilted her head.

Satria let out a slow breath. "Nothing… Just wasn't expecting the group chat to throw us into damn mission involving inhumane acts."

"Group chat? Mission?" Crom's curiosity piqued. "You gonna explain, or do I have to pry it out of you?"

Satria chuckled dryly. "Alright, alright. It all started on that day…"

•

The first light of dawn broke over the land of Japan, casting a soft golden hue over the peaceful scenery. In a quiet corner of his home, Bang Satria sat in his favorite spot—a wooden gazebo overlooking the garden.

Dressed in a simple sarong and loose shirt, he moved with deliberate slowness, savoring the tranquility of the morning. The rich aroma of freshly brewed kopi tubruk filled the air—a strong, thick Indonesian coffee he had perfected making over the years.

Just as he took his first sip, a familiar voice rang out.

"Danna-sama~ Here, have some morning snacks. Also, remember—no more than four cigarettes a day, or..."

A small plate of pisang goreng (fried bananas) was gently pushed toward him. Kiyohime, his ever-dutiful wife, stood before him with a knowing smile.

"Or what?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

She leaned in slightly, her tone sweet but laced with undeniable authority. "Or you're forbidden from touching that for two weeks as punishment. Are we clear?"

Satria coughed, nearly choking on his coffee. "Y-Yes, crystal clear. Thank you for always spoiling me with your delicious food, Kiyohime."

Kiyohime nodded in satisfaction and took a seat beside him. As he enjoyed the warmth of his drink, Satria gazed at the sky, feeling nothing but gratitude. He was truly the luckiest man in the world—to have a new life, a loving family, and peace in another world.

"Morning, my mate."

A new voice joined them, and before he could react, Ophis had already plopped down beside him, casually reaching for his plate of snacks. Without hesitation, she grabbed a piece of pisang goreng and took a bite.

"Delicious. What is this?" she asked, munching happily.

Satria stared at the plate in horror. "Wait... You already ate six of them?! I haven't even had one! Ophis, the rest are mine!"

"Hmm?" Ophis tilted her head innocently. "But I heard from the other wives that a husband's belongings are also his wife's belongings... which means..." She placed a hand on his, smiling sweetly. "Your bananas are mine too."

Satria's eye twitched. "No! It's mine! Don't eat my banana!"

The two stared each other down, hands gripping opposite sides of the plate. Just as it looked like things would escalate, a sharp voice cut through the tension.

"Stop it, both of you!"

Satria and Ophis froze, turning toward Kiyohime, who now wore the expression of a strict mother scolding misbehaving children.

She sighed, rubbing her temples. "Fighting over food? Really? That's not how we solve problems in this house." With gentle but firm hands, she took the plate from them. "If you two can't share like adults, then neither of you will have the snacks."

A heavy silence followed.

Ophis nodded reluctantly, while Satria—of all things—pouted. "I'm sorry..." they both mumbled.

Seeing their defeated expressions, Kiyohime chuckled and returned the plate. "Good. Now be good kids, and I'll fry more bananas later. Enough for both of you."

As they happily finished their snacks, the morning settled back into peaceful comfort.

Later, with his belly full and his heart content, Satria found himself idly browsing through the Dimensional Chat Shop.

Ophis had left to oversee the reconstruction of the Chaos Brigade's base—an unfortunate casualty of Fatalis' recent rampage. Without anything urgent to do, Satria was left alone with his thoughts.

Bored, he suddenly remembered something.

"Oh yeah... I still have some mystery boxes left. Might as well open them now."

Rubbing his hands together, he smirked. "Alright, Kakek Zeus, don't disappoint me! Give me something good!"

With dramatic flair, he pressed the button.

___

[Ding!]

[Congratulations! You got... J-2 Prime!]

[Description: A legendary phone known for its magical features, personally guaranteed by Optimus Prime!]

Satria stared blankly at the notification.

"... Pala bapak kau Optimus Prime. ALL my hard work, only for this fossil of a phone?!"

He powered it on, and just as expected...

The screen lagged. The apps took years to load. Ghost touches appeared out of nowhere.

"Ngelag!!! Gerak-gerak sendiri layarnya padahal gak mencet apa-apa! Ghoib asli!"

Disgusted, he tossed the phone onto the table. "Y'know what? This thing could probably run Genshin Impact at max settings—right before it overheats and explodes! Hell, if I throw it at someone's head, I'm pretty sure they'd get isekai'd instantly!"

"Next!"

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[Ding!]

[Congratulations! You got... a Portal Gun!]

[Description: A gadget that creates portals between universes! Crafted from a combination of soda with the acidity of Mountain Dew, the substance is volatile and dangerous—handle with care!]

Satria's eyes sparkled. "OHHH! FINALLY, something useful!"

He held up the futuristic device, admiring its sleek design.

"With this, I don't have to waste energy traveling between worlds anymore!"

Excitedly, he placed the gun aside and moved on.

___

[Ding!]

[Congratulations! You got... Heartguard!]

[Description: Grants a shield to an ally from any distance and lets you attach to them for 12 seconds, allowing free skill usage with no Mana cost]

Satria froze.

Then he reread the description.

Then he froze again.

"Wait... Moonton BERCANDA?! Kenapa lelaki tampan dan berani macam gue dapet skillnya Angela?! Hadehhh..."

He sighed. "Udah lah, bodo amat. At least I'm ready to shout: 'Papi Papi Boom!' anytime now."

___

[Ding!]

[Congratulations! You got... Capsule Kaiju (EX-Tyrant)!]

[Description: A terrifying monster reborn from the vengeful spirits of countless Kaiju. EX-Tyrant's centaur-like form towers over most other Kaiju, making him a force of pure destruction]

Silence.

Then—

"JACKPOT!!!"

Satria shot up from his seat, pumping his fist into the air. "Thank you, Kakek Zeus! GACOR BANG!!!"

___

Meanwhile, in Olympus...

Somewhere in the divine realm, Zeus was... preoccupied.

"YES... YES... AH! WHY'D YOU STOP?! KEEP POUNDING ME, LORD ZEUS!"

The god of thunder blinked in confusion. "Huh? Who dares call my name during my sacred activities—"

Then, the prayers of a certain mortal reached his ears.

"Wait... it's been a long time since someone sincerely prayed and thanked me..."

His ego swelled. His divine pride burned brightly.

"Very well! For the first time in centuries, this mighty Zeus shall bestow a true blessing upon a mortal!"

Lightning crackled around his fists.

"NOW—PREPARE TO TASTE MY NEWEST TECHNIQUE... THE HELICOPTER STYLE!"

___

Satria was still celebrating his Kaiju capsule when a sleepy, lingerie-clad Valiana wandered onto the gazebo.

She rubbed her eyes. "Why are you so loud in the morning, hubby?"

Then she spotted the capsule in his hands.

"Huh? What's that weird thing? Looks like a toy."

Satria gave her an offended look. "Sembarangan! This is not a toy! It's a scientific marvel that contains my newest ally!"

Valiana smirked, leaning her head on his shoulder. "So~ what kind of weird pet did you get this time?"

He grinned. "Bingo. But he's no ordinary pet—he's far too powerful for you to handle right now, my dear."

Valiana's golden eyes flashed with interest. "Oh? That strong?"

Even Albion, the legendary White Dragon Emperor residing within her, spoke up.

"Too much for us? Now you've really piqued my curiosity, human."

Satria chuckled. "Time will tell, my friend. But trust me... you will meet him one day."

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[Ding!]

[Congratulations! You got... Sunshine!]

[Description: A holy magic that grows stronger with the rising sun, granting near-invincibility at its peak. However, its power fades as the sun sets]

The moment the notification appeared, Satria's entire body ignited with an overwhelming golden light.

The air trembled. The ground beneath him cracked. An intense heat radiated outward, engulfing the entire house.

"Hubby?! What's happening to you?!" Valiana cried, leaping back from the sudden inferno.

Inside the house, his companions woke up in alarm.

"W-W-What the hell is this heat?! I CAN'T SLEEP LIKE THIS!" Kazuma groaned.

"DANNA-SAMA!"

"SENPAI! ARE YOU OKAY?!"

Even Crom Cruach, a dragon of immense power, narrowed his eyes. "This energy... it's almost divine. What kind of human are you, Satria?"

But Satria... was loving this.

With his body still glowing like a golden sun, he stood tall. His voice boomed like thunder:

"DO YOU THINK... SOMETHING LIKE THIS CAN INFLUENCE ME? KNOW WHERE YOU STAND! YOU ARE IN THE PRESENCE OF THE GOLDEN EMPEROR! OBEY!!!"

The sheer authority in his words made the very air tremble. Then—just as quickly as it arrived—the overwhelming power stabilized. The temperature returned to normal.

Satria let out a breath. "Huft~ Almost lost myself there... I really don't wanna turn into a buff guy with an arrogant attitude. Not my style."

His friends stared at him in shock.

"...The hell was that?" Kazuma muttered.

Satria gave them a sheepish smile. "Hehe... Sorry for the inconvenience?"

Just then—

[Ding! New Mission Available!]

Satria sighed. "Here we go again..."

___

[Ding! Group Quest Active]

[Mission: Defeat the Invader Attacking the Faction Meeting in BangSat World]

[Participants Required: 3 People]

[Time in Participants' Worlds Will Be Paused During Mission]

___

Satria's eyes gleamed with excitement. "Oh? A mission in my world? Now this is interesting."

But before he could even react—

"Ah—Uhm—Y'know, I just remembered! I have some very urgent business back in my world! SUPER important! Sorry, but I gotta go—"

A certain shadowy adventurer turned on his heel, attempting to escape at record speed.

Unfortunately for Kazuma Satou, Satria's reflexes were far superior.

With zero effort, he grabbed the back of Kazuma's collar and pulled him back like a misbehaving cat.

"Oi, oi, oi... where do you think you're going, Mr. Shadow?"

Kazuma let out a strangled wheeze. "Ghk—! No, wait! Listen, Satria! I—"

Satria leaned in, whispering something horrifying into his ear.

Kazuma's face turned pale. His whole body trembled.

"H-H-Huwaaa!!! P-PLEASE, DON'T DO THAT TO ME, SATRIA-SAMA!"

Tears welled up in his eyes as he clung to Satria's arm like a desperate man. "I'm just a weak, defenseless NEET! How do you expect someone like me to stand up to scary figures like that?!"

Satria smirked, patting his friend's back reassuringly.

"Don't worry~" he said, his tone dripping with amusement. "With the power of Papipapi Boom, you don't need to fear anything! After all, a true friend like me will always protect you."

Then, his smirk widened.

"So… are you ready for a super cute adventure, Kazuma-kun?"

Kazuma stared at him in pure terror.

"...I feel like I just got roped into something REALLY bad."

To Be Continued...