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title: "Chapter 1030: Karma"
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novel: "Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100"
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Max’s brows drew closer, his crimson eyes narrowing. "Karma? Is that even real?" His tone dripped with skepticism. He believed in fate—how could he not, when so many coincidences in his life had aligned with unnatural precision? He believed in luck too, to some extent. But karma? That was too vague, too complex, too... mystical.

"It is very real," Lucien replied firmly, his voice calm but absolute. "There is cause and effect for everything in this world. Every action, every choice, ripples outward—like stones tossed into an endless sea. It’s like what you might call a butterfly effect... but infinitely more intricate. Karma is the web of those ripples. Ignore it, and it strangles you. Transcend it, and it can no longer bind you."

He paused for a moment, his tone softening. "The stronger you become, the more you can resist its grip. The more you twist fate itself, the less karma applies to you. That’s why only when you step into true Mythic Rank will you have the freedom to confront such truths about Mark without binding yourself in chains you can’t break."

Max shook his head slowly, his crimson hair falling over his glowing eyes. "I didn’t understand a thing you said," he admitted bluntly. "But fine. I’ll ask you again once I reach Mythic Rank."

With that, Max raised his hand. Space rippled faintly as he summoned the unconscious body of Lenavira from his Dimension of Spirit. He laid her gently across his arm for a moment, gazing at her pale face, before sending her back into the sanctuary of his inner world.

Inside, he reached out with his soul. "Tian," he commanded quietly, his voice soft but firm, "take care of her."

The presence of his spirit companion responded faintly, and Max let out a long breath before turning back toward Lucien.

"One last thing," Max said, his voice heavier, his crimson aura tightening as he prepared to leave. "Will you be participating in the war?"

Lucien nodded without hesitation. "I will. But don’t expect me to appear anytime soon. My presence has... consequences." His tone was calm, but it carried an unspoken weight.

Max’s crimson eyes narrowed further. "What about Freya and her team?"

Lucien shrugged, his red hair shifting lazily with the motion. "That depends. If the situation in the Middle Domain deteriorates beyond control, if humanity is truly pushed to the brink, then yes. They will have to intervene—whether they like it or not."

Max’s fists clenched at his sides. He lowered his gaze briefly, his crimson aura flickering like a restless flame. ’I must not count on any of them.’ The thought solidified within him like iron. If he leaned on others, he would only be left disappointed. If he relied on anyone, it would be himself.

Without another word, Max turned. His figure shimmered faintly, then vanished into nothingness as his invisibility skill activated. Silent as the wind, he stepped out of Lucien’s chamber, leaving the Elven Kingdom behind. The night swallowed him as he cut across the skies, his scarlet wings glinting faintly before disappearing completely.

Back in the chamber, Lucien remained seated. He leaned back into his chair, his expression unreadable, his red eyes distant. For a long time, he did not move, did not speak.

He only stared at the blank ceiling above him, his thoughts unknown—locked away in silence deeper than any words could reach.

***

Before leaving the Lost Continent, Max returned once more to the Tower of Truth. The golden figure of the Tower Spirit materialized to meet him, and the two spoke briefly. It was not a long conversation, but enough for Max to clarify a few questions and to entrust the spirit with keeping an eye on his friends who still trained within the tower. When their words were finished, Max stood at the entrance, his crimson eyes burning faintly as he turned his gaze one last time toward the distant skies.

He left in silence.

But before heading for the Middle Domain, he detoured. His figure cut through the void like a streak of scarlet lightning until, once again, he hovered above the shattered lands of the Valora Continent.

The sight was as heavy as the first time. Mountains broken, rivers running black, entire cities reduced to rubble and ash. Corpses lay scattered across the land like discarded dolls, and the air reeked of death and despair. Max’s crimson eyes lingered on the ruins, his chest tightening painfully.

For a long time, he said nothing. Then, in a whisper almost lost to the wind, he muttered, "I’ll make them pay."

His hands clenched, and his crimson aura flared faintly before he forced it down.

Deep inside, the desire to devour Mark’s soul still burned like a brand. He wanted to erase that existence forever, to snuff out the abomination that tainted this world. But Lucien’s warning lingered in his ears—Mark was not bound by the laws of mortality. To touch his soul recklessly might mean disaster. With great reluctance, Max let that desire go—for now. Yet the resolve remained like steel etched into his bones.𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

"One day," Max murmured, his crimson eyes narrowing. "One day, I will come back for you, Mark."

With that vow buried in his heart, Max’s figure blurred and shot into the skies, streaking toward the Middle Domain.

As he flew, thoughts swirled endlessly in his mind.

The first was the Heavenly Lord’s Secret Domain. He knew of it—knew it was one of the greatest opportunities in the Mortal World. The last secret domain he had entered had reshaped his path entirely, giving him strength, treasures, and comprehension beyond measure. And the Heavenly Lord’s domain was whispered to be the strongest secret domain in existence. If he wanted to rise quickly, if he wanted to stand against the demons, the nulls, and eventually Mark, he could not afford to miss it.

The second was the Celestial Beast Temple. The only other place where the Lotus of Clear Serenity might bloom. If he wanted to save Lenavira, he would have to step into that ancient battlefield where the Four Divine Beasts had once descended. But to enter there, he would need to contact the Four God Nations.