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title: "Chapter 1147: Void Monarch"
slug: "ch-1153"
novel: "Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100"
number: 1153
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createdAt: "2026-04-15"
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The moment Max focused on it, the cube dissolved into particles of light that merged into his forehead. His vision blurred, and in the next instant, his consciousness was pulled into a vast, empty void.

There was no light here, no sound, no form—only the endless expanse of nothingness. Yet within that nothingness, Max felt something powerful. It wasn’t energy. It was presence—vast, eternal, and indescribably ancient.

A voice echoed through the darkness. It wasn’t loud, but it carried through the void like the whisper of creation itself.

"You who have stepped into the domain of Spatial Collapse... you who stand at the edge of nothingness... I, the Void Monarch, acknowledge your existence."

The voice resonated with a weight that shook Max’s soul. The title itself—Void Monarch—seemed to vibrate through the endless emptiness like a divine truth. Max could feel that whoever this being was, he existed far beyond the boundaries of life and death.

As the voice continued, the surrounding darkness began to shift. Shapes formed—faint images that appeared and disappeared like memories carved into time. Max saw the faint silhouette of a figure seated in the center of the void.

The being’s form was humanoid, but its body was transparent, and within it, galaxies revolved like particles of dust. Every breath it took caused the entire space to ripple, as if creation itself was responding to his existence.

"I am the one of the many beings who walks the path of the space," the voice continued. "I might not be the strongest in this path and certainly not be most knowledgeable, though I take pride in my millions of years of research on space concept."

The words were neither prideful nor arrogant. They were simply facts—truths that the void itself confirmed through its vibrations.

Max listened in silence, his mind completely immersed in the vision.

Then, the voice softened slightly.

"You have earned a fragment of my inheritance. Contained within it are two things."

A small sphere of light appeared before Max, spinning slowly in the void. It looked small, but as he gazed at it, he could see endless layers of space folded within its surface.

"The first is knowledge," the voice said. "The inheritance of my understanding of the void—the path of true mastery over space. It contains records of my arts, my perception, and the foundation of the Void Path that I once walked. However this is just one fragment of my inheritance containing only one technique. If you wish to uncover the full inheritance then only ascend to the Divine Realm as soon as possible."

The sphere split into two, and the second one pulsed faintly with a strange glow that was neither light nor darkness. It felt incomplete—sealed by some invisible force.

"The second," the Void Monarch continued, "is a sphere of comprehension—the seed of the Fifth Level Concept of Space. It contains a fraction of the understanding of Spatial Dominion, the next step after Spatial Collapse. But this sphere cannot be touched until your strength reaches the Divine Rank. The mortal body and soul are not capable of holding such comprehension before then. When you ascend to the Divine Rank, the seal upon this sphere will naturally break, and my true inheritance will awaken within you."

The voice began to fade, its presence merging once again with the boundless void.

"Do not seek the void. Let it find you when your understanding transcends form. Until then, walk your path, bearer of the fragment."

The vision disappeared, and Max’s consciousness returned to his body. The world around him came back into focus—the calm air of the trial area, the faint hum of space, and the silent meditation of other geniuses.

He exhaled deeply, opening his eyes once more. The faint violet light around him rippled briefly, then calmed.

"So, that was the Void Monarch..." Max murmured quietly, staring at his palm.

Even though the fragment of inheritance contained only one technique and the comprehension sphere of the Fifth Level Concept of Space, the latter alone was enough to be considered the most precious treasure Max had ever received in his entire life.

Yet, as his consciousness sank deeper into the fragment’s memory, he realized that the technique recorded within it was not something that could be compared to any martial art, spell, or ability he had encountered before.

The inheritance opened itself slowly, as if testing whether he was truly qualified to glimpse what lay within. His surroundings turned dark once again, and the vast void returned. In the middle of that endless darkness, countless runes appeared.

They drifted weightlessly, glowing in hues of deep violet and pale silver. Each rune was a law of space in its purest form, vibrating in harmony with the rhythm of existence itself.𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

At the center of those countless floating symbols, a colossal figure emerged. It was the same being he had seen before—the Void Monarch. He sat cross-legged upon the endless horizon of nothingness. Behind him stretched an infinite sea of torn dimensions and collapsing stars, yet none of them touched his form. Every fragment of the broken universe revolved around him as if he were the anchor of all existence.

"The technique recorded within this fragment," the Void Monarch’s voice resounded, carrying both calmness and immeasurable weight, "is the foundation of my path. It is called the Void Genesis Art."

The name alone seemed to tremble through the void. Max felt a strange heaviness in his chest, as though the universe itself was reacting to the title.

The space around him distorted, folding inward until he found himself standing inside a miniature cosmos where every star, every particle, and every wisp of energy was connected by invisible lines of spatial law.

"Void Genesis Art," the Monarch continued, "is not some low level art. It is the principle of creation and destruction as understood by me. It may not be perfect but it transcends anything you know. At its lowest level, it allows you to erase space itself and recreate it according to your will. At its highest level, it allows the birth of an entire dimension—a world independent of any existing reality."