What is this Dimensional Chat???

Satria lounged on the sofa, twirling the Touya Mochizuki Smartphone in his hand. "So, this thing can connect to gods in other worlds, huh? I wonder… what would happen if I made a prank call?"

The devious grin on his face could rival a trickster spirit. He opened the app labeled "Divine Connect", which displayed a list of deities across different dimensions.

He scrolled through the Divine Connect app until he landed on a name: "Zeus – King of Gods."

"Oh-ho! Big Daddy Thunderbolt of Maxwin himself? This is gonna be fun!" Satria cracked his knuckles, switched to speaker mode, and dialed.

After a few rings, a powerful, booming voice answered. "WHO CALLS ZEUS, KING OF OLYMPUS?"

Satria, suppressing his laughter, put on his best exaggerated accent. "Hello, sir! This is Divine Tech Support, calling about a very serious issue with your heavenly computer system."

"My… computer?" Zeus's voice sounded confused.

"Yes, sir! Our system has detected a divine virus in your mainframe. It seems someone downloaded an unauthorized 'Mortal Affairs Simulation Game' on your Olympian Cloud."

Zeus sputtered, clearly flustered. "WHAT? I HAVE DONE NO SUCH THING! WHO DARES HACK THE KING OF GODS?"

"Yes, yes, sir! It's very serious, but don't worry—we can help resolve the issue for you. However, we will need some divine artifacts to unlock your system and remove the virus."

"Artifacts? What kind of nonsense is this?" Zeus thundered, his temper rising.

"Uh, yes, sir! We specifically need three artifacts: the Thunderbolt of Zeus, the Golden Fleece, and maybe, uh… Aphrodite's comb?" Satria barely held back his laughter as he added random items to the list.

Zeus growled. "HOW DARE YOU IMPLY I WOULD BE SO CARELESS AS TO LET A VIRUS INFECT MY DOMAIN?"

"Sir, it's not your fault!" Satria continued, his tone saccharine sweet. "It's those pesky mortals with their free Wi-Fi! But if you act now and send the artifacts, we'll resolve this for you immediately. No questions asked!"

Zeus's voice dropped to an ominous tone. "You dare mock me? This is a scam, isn't it?!"

Satria yelped internally but decided to play it cool. "No scam, sir! Just trying to ensure your divine glory remains untarnished. And maybe, uh, throw in Pandora's Box while you're at it for a premium upgrade!"

Zeus roared, and suddenly, the skies outside began to darken. "I WILL NOT BE MADE A FOOL! FACE THE WRATH OF ZEUS!"

A massive lightning bolt shot out of the phone, nearly vaporizing the couch. Satria dove behind a chair, clutching the phone as Zeus's wrath echoed through the room.

The line went dead, leaving Satria sitting in a smoking ruin. He groaned, brushing soot from his face.

"Okay… Now I know why this shit is so cheap and maybe prank-calling gods isn't the best use of this phone," he muttered.

Kiyohime and Fatalis watched Satria's antics in dead silence, their expressions a perfect mix of disbelief and exhaustion.

Finally, Fatalis broke the silence, rubbing his chin mockingly. "Dear, are you absolutely sure you and India aren't… you know, from the same root? Serumpun?"

Satria's face twisted into an indignant pout. "No! We're just sharing culture, okay? Nothing more!"

Kiyohime sighed and crossed her arms. "Hm... but according to the information I've found in this world—where your country exists—your cultures aren't that different. The biggest change seems to be your religion?"

Fatalis couldn't hold back anymore. Her burst into laughter, clutching his sides. "Bahaha! So it's true, huh? Jatim really is the Prindapan of Indonesia!"

Satria turned red, his glare flicking between the two. "Puck you! I'm just testing this phone, okay? No need to overanalyze my prank calls!"

Kiyohime raised an eyebrow. "Testing? You nearly caused a divine thunderstorm in the living room."

Fatalis, still chuckling, smirked. "Admit it, Satria, you're one viral scam call away from opening a 'Divine Tech Support Center.' Maybe you can offer them extended warranties too."

"I hate you both," Satria muttered, clutching the phone protectively. "This phone is a tool of infinite possibilities, and I'm just… exploring its features!"

Kiyohime shook her head, already regretting being in the same room. "Exploring its features? Right. Just don't summon another god with a fake fried chicken order or we're all moving out."

Fatalis grinned. "Nah, let him. I'm curious to see if Poseidon falls for a 'limited-time space dolphin insurance package.'"

Satria turned away, grumbling. "Ungrateful companions… I could've gifted you girl divine artifacts, but nooo, you just had to mock me."

As he stomped out of the room, Kiyohime and Fatalis exchanged amused looks.

"I'm giving it an hour before he does something even dumber," Kiyohime said.

"An hour?" Fatalis laughed. "You're being generous." 

•

Madripoor

The dense jungle surrounding Hydra's hidden base in Madripoor buzzed with activity, though Kurumi and Satria remained well out of sight. Kurumi carefully observed the base from afar, analyzing its layout. A faint rustle behind her prompted her instincts to kick in. Without hesitation, she turned, revolver in hand, aimed directly at the source of the sound.

"Darling, I recognize your footsteps," Kurumi said with a sly smile, lowering her weapon. "Try harder next time, maybe?"

Satria, casually brushing aside some leaves, smirked. "Not bad... as expected from my girl. Though, uh… maybe don't call me 'darling' when you're in that form? It just feels... weird."

Kurumi's appearance shimmered slightly, her current male form giving her an almost princely look. She cocked an eyebrow at Satria's discomfort. "Touche~ Are you the type of man who can't accept the... disadvantages of your partner? I'm disappointed, darling. Truly."

"Not like that!" Satria waved his hands defensively. "I'm just... Look, I'm a straight guy, okay? How do I even explain this to you without it sounding wrong?"

Kurumi chuckled softly, patting his cheek. "Relax, love. I'm only teasing you." She turned her gaze back to the base, pointing at a tunnel leading into the underground facility. "Now, what's the plan?"

Satria crossed his arms, staring at the guarded tunnel. "We could take the direct route, but that'll be bloody. With our power, we could handle them, but I'm worried about them using hostages or some other extreme measures."

"Agreed," Kurumi replied. Her crimson eyes shifted toward a side entrance with fewer guards. "There's another way in—less populated. It might not take us directly where we want, but it's worth considering."

Satria smiled. "Look at you, planning strategies like a pro. I'm proud."

Before Kurumi could respond, the Dimensional chat buzzed simultaneously.

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Dimensional Chat Notification

[Ding! New Mission Alert: Destroy the Hydra Base in Madripoor]

[Participation: 1/3]

[Shin Joined]

[Evil Spirit Joined]

[Time will be stopped in the participants' worlds during the mission]

Kazuma-sama: "Another mission? Seriously? Can you stop creating problems, @Shin?"

Shin: "Problems? This is called training. Come on, Kazuma, join us! It'll be fun."

Kazuma-sama: "No thanks. I'm a busy man with responsibilities."

Shin: "Busy my ass."

Spiderman: "Need a hand? I'm free to help out if you need extra web power."

Evil Spirit: "We'd appreciate your help, little spider. Feel free to join."

[Spiderman Joined]

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A soft shimmer of light signaled the arrival of two new participants.

First was Spiderman, or Peter Parker, clad in an upgraded suit resembling samurai armor with a spider motif, the design both practical and elegant. Beside him stood Baobhan Sith, her outfit entirely different from her usual attire. She wore a sleek black-and-purple business ensemble, complete with a black rose robe draped over her back and oval-shaped metal reading glasses perched on her nose.

"Well, this is unexpected," Satria muttered, eyeing the newcomers. "You both look like you're ready for a red-carpet event, not a mission."

Baobhan Sith adjusted her glasses, her voice dripping with mock politeness. "I'm always ready to leave an impression. But I assure you, I'm more than prepared to make Hydra regret their existence."

Spiderman struck a confident pose, flexing his armored gloves. "And I'm here to kick ass and take names. Let's do this."

Kurumi smirked, glancing at Satria. "With a team like this, darling, it seems we're destined for victory."

Peter looked at the tall, handsome man in a classic Victorian suit exuding a sinister aura. His instincts screamed danger, yet there was something oddly familiar about him.

"Who are you?" Peter asked cautiously, his spider-sense tingling slightly.

The man smirked, his crimson eyes gleaming. "I feel hurt that you've forgotten about your big sister, little spider." He snapped his fingers, and with a shimmer of dark energy, his form reverted to that of Kurumi.

Peter's jaw dropped. "What?! How is that possible Kurumi? And... why?!"

Kurumi chuckled at his reaction. "Ara~ It's because my male identity is already known in this city. A disguise was necessary, and I thought—why not make it a dashing one?"

Baobhan Sith, standing beside Peter, tilted her head curiously. "A vampire, huh? Hee~ Maybe we're not so different after all. Looking forward to working with you again, Kurumi."

"Ara-ara~ Half-vampire, technically," Kurumi corrected, her tone playful yet elegant. She turned her attention to Baobhan, offering a knowing smile. "But I feel the same as you, Baobhan-san."

Baobhan gave a polite nod. "Baobhan Sith. It's a pleasure. Let's get along well from now on."

"Likewise, Baobhan-san," Kurumi replied, her smile deepening as she clasped her hands.

Satria, meanwhile, smirked, his expression one of smug amusement. "Forget about her for a second. Even I was shocked the first time I saw her transform into some ridiculously handsome dude. Honestly, Kurumi, you've outdone yourself. Brother Peter, it looks like your taste has improved. Is this the effect of having two girlfriends, or am I imagining things?"

Peter scratched the back of his head, embarrassed by the compliment. "You think so? Thanks, Satria, I guess."

Baobhan stepped forward with a proud smile, placing a hand on Peter's shoulder. "Fufu~ Of course he's improved. I wouldn't allow my fiancé to walk around looking silly or acting foolish. He's a reflection of me, after all."

Kurumi let out a melodious laugh. "How lucky~! My puppy never listens to me or any of the other girls. He does whatever he wants and ends up embarrassing us all with his ridiculous antics. Tell me, Baobhan-san, do you have any tips for disciplining a bad boy like him?" 

Baobhan's eyes glinted with sadistic delight. "Is that so? Well, fortunate for you, Kurumi, discipline is my specialty. We can discuss this in detail once we've finished the mission."

Peter visibly trembled, his face pale. "D-Do we really need to talk about that now? I mean, shouldn't we focus on the mission? A soft or peaceful approach to any problem is always better, right?"

Satria, sensing the growing alliance between Kurumi and Baobhan, immediately felt a sense of impending doom. "Yeah! What he said. Let's... let's not get carried away here, ladies."

Kurumi silenced him with a playful tap of her index finger on his lips. "Nope~."

Baobhan echoed her with a mischievous grin. "Nope~."

Satria groaned inwardly. 'Great. Just what I needed—a deadly alliance of sadistic women.'

•

Antarctica

The icy winds howled across the frozen wasteland, yet the battlefield between Satria and Valiana radiated intense energy. Satria dodged Valiana's Juggernaut-mode attacks effortlessly, a bored expression on his face.

"Is that all? I'm starting to feel bored now," he teased, yawning as if he were lounging rather than fighting.

Valiana gritted her teeth, her aura flaring with unrelenting fury. "DAMN IT!!! You slippery little BASTARD!!!"

Satria raised an eyebrow as he sidestepped another flurry of strikes. "I don't remember teaching any of my girls to use such vulgar language. That calls for punishment."

Valiana smirked, her defiance unyielding. "Bring it on! Show me what you've got!!!"

Satria's hand formed a motion resembling a dragon, his fingers curling like fangs. He struck swiftly, targeting precise points on Valiana's body. "Dragon Bite."

Valiana's body stiffened as a wave of numbness spread through her limbs. She staggered, her Qi flow disrupted and her power slipping out of her control.

"Aghhhh!!!" she cried out, feeling the crushing weight of his technique. Even in Juggernaut mode... I can't touch him? What did he just do to me?

Satria's smirk grew wider. "Giving up, sweetie? If you surrender now, we can end this training session, and you might still get your reward." His teasing tone grated on her pride.

"Don't give in, partner!" Albion's voice thundered in her mind. "How hard is it to land ONE hit on this guy? Are you going to let him humiliate you like this?!"

"Shut up!" Valiana shot back at her partner. Her eyes burned with determination as she steadied herself. "I'm Valiana Matsumi, the strongest White Dragon Emperor. I never back down from a challenge!"

Despite the numbness, Valiana closed her eyes, focusing inward. She let go of her frustration and trusted her instincts to guide her.

Satria smiled, impressed by her resolve. "Alright, let's see what you've got." He prepared to strike again, his movements swift and precise.

There it is... Valiana felt the shift in the air as Satria approached. Her power surged. "White Dragon Vacuum!"

A powerful force pulled in all mana within range, disrupting Satria's speed advantage.

"Take this, idiot! Dimension Breaker!!!" Valiana roared, unleashing a devastating punch fueled by the absorbed energy, designed to nullify all magic and overwhelm her opponent.

CRASH!

The force of the attack sent shockwaves through the icy ground. Valiana breathed heavily, her eyes scanning the battlefield. "Did I get him?"

The dust settled, revealing Satria holding her punch with his right hand. His arm was trembling, barely intact, the flesh torn and on the verge of being severed.

"You…" Satria exhaled, a sly grin on his face. "You're good. Almost got me... Almost."

Valiana's eyes widened in disbelief. Before she could react, Satria summoned a blue sphere around them. "Room!"

His left hand made a slicing motion. "Shambles!"

In an instant, Valiana's body was split into two—her upper and lower halves floating harmlessly in the air.

"Damn it!" she growled, powerless as her body reverted to its normal form.

Satria chuckled, his right arm regenerating rapidly. The excruciating pain seemed to amuse him. "Congratulations, dear. You passed the test." He flexed his newly restored arm. "Not gonna lie, though. That punch of yours could've knocked me out if I hadn't minimized my mana in time."

Valiana clenched her fists, frustration etched on her face. "The test was to land one punch, and I did. But it's not enough. I want to fight you at your full strength."

Satria flicked her forehead gently, earning a yelp.

"Ow! What was that for?!" she grumbled, rubbing the sore spot.

"Listen up," Satria began, his voice calm yet firm. "The world isn't all sunshine and rainbows. It's cruel, unfair, and will knock you down if you let it. But it's not about how hard you hit—it's about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done."

Valiana stared at him, speechless.

"You're better than you think you are, Valiana," he continued, his tone softening. "And no matter what, I'll always love you. You're my family, one of the best things in my life." He kissed her forehead tenderly.

Valiana's frustration melted away, replaced by a warm smile. She hugged him tightly. "Thank you… You're the only one who treats me with this much kindness. I'll never let you go."

Albion groaned in her mind. "Here we go again. I bet they're going to get all lovey-dovey after this."

Satria turned his attention to the temple guardian, Lei Kung, who had been observing silently. "Well, old man, what do you think? Did she pass the test?"

Lei Kung nodded. "Her focus has improved greatly. However, the final test lies with me." He stepped forward, taking a battle stance.

Valiana smirked, her confidence reignited. "You may have been better than me before, but I'm a new person now."

"Prove it," Lei Kung challenged.

The battle commenced, and Valiana quickly gained the upper hand. She deflected Lei Kung's strikes with ease, altering his momentum and dislocating his joints before throwing him to the ground.

"Impressive," Lei Kung admitted, resetting his joints. He leaped at her, aiming for a powerful kick.

"Flashing White Dragon!" Valiana used a rapid footwork technique to dodge his attack and charged forward. She clenched her fist. "Albion Punch!" 

The impact sent Lei Kung flying into the forbidden chamber, where the immortal dragon rested.

Albion groaned. "Could you NOT tarnish my name with that terrible move name?"

"Shut up, Albion! It's perfect!" Valiana shot back.

Satria laughed. "Let's go see what's inside."

The couple approached Lei Kung, who sat cross-legged on the cold floor, his gaze fixed on the skeleton of a colossal dragon resting behind him. The air was heavy with an unexplainable energy.

"So... This 'immortal dragon' is dead?" Valiana crossed her arms, a hint of disappointment in her tone. "What a disappointment."

"Indeed," Lei Kung replied with a solemn nod. "The dragon perished long ago. But congratulations, Valiana. You've passed the test."

Valiana furrowed her brow, feeling unsatisfied. Before she could respond, Satria's eyes narrowed. "Wait..." he murmured. "There's something here. Something watching us."

Before anyone could react, a glowing yellow orb emerged from the skeleton. It began to shift and reshape, eventually forming into a tiny, chibi golden dragon floating midair.

"Is this the so-called Immortal Dragon?" Albion's voice sounded amused. "He's so small and funny-looking!"

"You..." Lei Kung's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the spectral dragon.

"Who are you?" Valiana demanded, stepping forward cautiously.

The chibi dragon tilted its head before speaking in a light-hearted yet regal tone. "Sharp as ever, young one. I am the Immortal Dragon, or at least a fragment of what remains of my soul. You've done well, Valiana, to come this far. You've proven yourself worthy to inherit my power. Congratulations."

"Wait, worthy?" Valiana raised an eyebrow. "Why me? And who exactly are you?"

The chibi dragon chuckled. "Ah, always with the questions. You remind me of someone... but no spoilers! As for why you? Let's just say... I lost a bet."

Valiana blinked. "A bet? Seriously?"

The dragon's carefree laughter echoed in the chamber. "Yes, a bet! Now, no need to dwell on the details. I'm merely a fragment of my former self, and my time here is limited. So let's get to the good part!" The chibi dragon conjured a glowing golden amulet, its radiant energy illuminating the chamber.

"This amulet contains a portion of my power. Use it wisely, young dragon." The dragon floated closer to Valiana, dropping the amulet into her hands.

As she admired the artifact, the chibi dragon turned to Satria with a mischievous smirk. "And you, a problematic brat with white hair who loves taunting everyone—you'd better brace yourself. Your adventures ahead will be far from peaceful. Dangerous beings will set their eyes on you. Good luck!"

Before anyone could reply, the dragon sighed dramatically. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got an anime episode waiting. Farewell!" With a flash, the spirit faded into nothingness.

The room fell silent.

"What a rude dragon," Satria muttered, crossing his arms. "I'm not problematic, right, Valiana?"

Valiana sighed, clearly done with his antics. "Let's not start this, hubby."

"Whatever..." She stepped closer to him, her lips curving into a playful smirk. "Now that we're done here, let's go somewhere private. Just the two of us.

Satria raised an eyebrow. "Can we save this for tomorrow?"

Valiana leaned in, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper. "Nope. I can't wait any longer. Tonight... you're all mine." Her breath tickled his ear as she added in a teasing tone, "I'll squeeze you dry until there's nothing left of you, hubby."

Satria's face turned beet red. "Geez, you perverted woman." Turning away from her mischievous grin, he addressed Lei Kung. "Thank you for guiding my adorable little dragon through this experience. As a token of gratitude, I'll grant you one wish. Anything you want—just say the word!"

Lei Kung smiled faintly, shaking his head. "I have no desires. Seeing my student succeed is reward enough."

Satria frowned. "Come on, you've got to want something! How about this?" He tossed a Pokeball onto the ground, and with a burst of light, a massive hermit crab emerged. Its shell resembled a dinosaur skull, and iron chains bound its thrashing claws.

"Where did you even get that?!" Valiana exclaimed, her eyes narrowing. "And is it still alive? That thing doesn't look friendly at all."

Satria beamed. "I caught him in the deep sea near Antarctica! Isn't he cool? A handsome, exotic hermit crab like this is rare! Please let me keep him!"

Valiana facepalmed, her patience thinning. "Send it back where it belongs. Kiyohime will scolded you if she finds out you brought another weird creature home."

"But he's so cool!" Satria whined.

Albion groaned. "You're both ridiculous. A match made in heaven."

Lei Kung, watching the scene with a mix of amusement and exasperation, muttered under his breath, "What a troublesome pair."

To be continued...