The first dimension collapse - chapter 55
Beneath the endless ocean currents sat the once-great Oceanic Empire.
The Underseas.
Long ago it had belonged to the Oceanites, a proud civilization of sea-born rulers and ancient beasts. Then came Lavin, the Calamity King of the depths. Under his rule the empire became stronger than ever.
But after his death…
The kingdom rotted.
Now it was only a shadow of what it once was.
Inside the Hall of Trenches, the highest leaders of the Underseas gathered in silence. Massive coral pillars surrounded them while dim blue light filtered through the water.
One of the trench leaders sighed.
"We received an invitation from Atlantos' army."
The others looked up.
"To join their war."
The room grew cold.
One leader slammed his fist against the stone table.
"Us? The great Underseas? Reduced to a kingdom that must beg for relevance?"
Another leader shook his head bitterly.
"For years we tried to prove we could surpass Lavin's rule… and look at us now."
A third leader leaned forward.
"I think we shou—"
The doors suddenly burst open.
An Oceanic guard rushed inside.
The creature resembled a massive octopus, its tentacles trembling.
"High Trench leaders!" he shouted. "The people outside the estate are furious!"
One of the leaders waved his hand dismissively.
"They are always furious."
But the guard shook violently.
"No… you don't understand."
"The Calamity Beasts have returned."
Silence filled the hall.
Every leader stood at once.
They rushed toward the outer balcony.
And when they looked down at the city—
The guard had not lied.
The streets of the capital were filled with people, shouting, pointing, arguing.
And in the center of the city stood the commanders of Lavin's ancient army.
The Calamity Beasts.
Even though they had shrunk their colossal forms to avoid destroying the city, their presence alone made the ocean tremble.
There stood:
Vanture — God of Sky Beasts.
Thon — God of Snakes and Hunger.
Airos — God of Dragons and Scales.
Ankil — God of Bulls and Rampage.
Mactouns — God of Land Beasts and Disfigurations.
Malimos — God of Oceanids and Lizards.
Inos — God of Delphines and Amphitrite.
Aminos — Goddess of Sea Life and Waves.
Lanos — Goddess of Eagles and Predators.
Only one was missing.
Daskin.
The Lion God had already merged with the mortal warrior Leo.
The city surrounded the beasts.
Thousands of citizens shouted at them.
"Leave!"
"You abandoned us!"
"You are not welcome here!"
At the center of the gathering, Airos stepped forward.
Once, he had been Lavin's first commander.
His dragonlike eyes scanned the furious crowd.
"I understand your anger," he said calmly.
"But the land of the great Lavin should never fall into the hands of Atlantos."
"Either you stand with us… or you fall under them."
The crowd erupted.
"The Underseas is not the Underseas without Lavin!"
"The kingdom died with him!"
One of the Trench Leaders stepped forward from the palace balcony.
"I see your argument," he said.
"But no."
"You were once great commanders, yes."
"Lavin trusted you."
"But when he died… you abandoned this land."
The leader's voice hardened.
"You left us alone to rebuild while you ruled your own kingdoms."
"You left the walls of the empire to crumble."
The accusation spread like fire through the crowd.
The kingdom split instantly.
Some citizens cried out for the beasts to take control again.
Others shouted for them to leave forever.
Within hours—
The Underseas descended into civil war.
Not a rebellion.
A fracture.
Trench leaders took sides.
Military forces divided.
Cities clashed beneath the ocean.
On the fourth day of the conflict, Airos made an announcement.
"The war will stop," he declared.
"There exists a mortal blessed by Lavin himself."
The city froze.
"If he arrives," Airos continued, "he will lead the Underseas."
The fighting stopped.
Not out of trust—
But curiosity.
Four days passed.
Airos disappeared.
The mortal never came.
And the fragile peace shattered.
The civil war returned worse than before.
The oceans burned with battle.
Until suddenly—
A sound spread across the kingdom.
A howl.
A roar.
It echoed through every trench, every coral city, every ocean current.
It was so powerful that the water itself trembled.
The people did not even need to see him.
They felt it instantly.
The authority of Lavin.
The wars stopped.
Weapons fell.
Even the Calamity Beasts lowered their heads.
Then the figure appeared in the distance.
A young mortal walking calmly through the ocean currents.
The roar had come from him.
The chosen successor.
The mortal blessed by Lavin.
Eden had arrived.
And without even speaking—
The Underseas had already accepted him as king.
Other pov of hell
Day 3 of the War
Across the battlefield of thirteen fighting dimensions, the war had reached a breaking point.
Realms were collapsing faster than anyone expected.
A message echoed through the divine communication networks of gods, titans, and commanders.
Day 8 of the War
Four Realms Have Fallen.
But none were as shocking as what came next.
Pride Estate
The sky above Pride burned crimson.
At the center of the destruction stood Lucifer, the Morningstar.
Wings torn.
Armor shattered.
Blood falling like rain.
Across from him stood the titans he had been fighting since the beginning of the siege.
Lucifer laughed weakly.
"So… this is how Pride ends."
The palace behind him began to collapse.
For centuries the estate had been built higher and higher—towers stacked upon towers, monuments to Lucifer's glory.
Now that same pride became its downfall.
The foundations snapped.
Entire sections of the estate crumbled inward.
Lucifer did not move.
He simply looked at the titans and smiled.
"I suppose even pride must fall eventually."
The palace collapsed.
And the Pride Estate was buried under its own arrogance. The heart of hell fall... literally btw pride estate is the heart that keep everything in other estates a life(not people just Begins)
Wrath Estate
At the entrance of the estate Angelo was hanged by a rope
Far away, Satan roared in fury not because of Angelo he just is angry
His body was covered in wounds from countless battles.
Enemies surrounded him.
Instead of retreating, Satan raised his weapon and struck the ground with all his power.
The land exploded.
Mountains shattered.
Cities cracked open.
Wrath consumed everything.
Friend and foe alike were thrown into the destruction.
The estate collapsed under the weight of his rage.
Satan had destroyed his own kingdom.
Greed Estate
In the golden halls of Greed Estate, Mammon watched the battlefield through enchanted mirrors.
Messengers rushed toward him.
"My lord! The war is turning!"
"We must retreat!"
But Mammon only stared at the treasures surrounding him.
Gold mountains.
Ancient artifacts.
Weapons of gods.
It almost feels like a trap... which it's Athena
A messenger approached carefully.
"My lord… if we abandon these riches, we can still escape."
Mammon hesitated.
Then he shook his head.
"No."
He reached for another artifact.
And another.
The estate began collapsing as the war reached it.
Still, Mammon refused to leave his treasure behind.
His greed chained him to the throne.
And the Greed Estate fell with him inside it.
Envy Estate
Unlike the others, Envy Estate did not collapse in chaos.
It had already been taken.
Under the silent control of Homan, the estate remained eerily calm.
Because Envy had already chosen a side.
Abyss and escaped 3 days ago
Gluttony Estate
The battlefield trembled as Leviathan unleashed the full power of the Morningstar.
Her colossal body crushed armies like insects.
Titans were thrown aside.
Gods were forced to retreat.
For a moment…
It looked like Hell might survive.
But power has limits.
Even for a Chaos Beast.
The Morningstar Essence inside Leviathan suddenly destabilized because of maron bond he planted earlier to be able to destabilize the flow of energy enlarge it beyond control.
Energy cracked through the sky.
The power exploded outward.
The shockwave shattered the last foundations of Hell's remaining estates.
Leviathan roared as the explosion tore through the dimension.
And with that—
The final structure holding Hell together broke.
The First Dimension Falls
Across the warfront, commanders froze.
A cosmic alarm echoed through every battlefield.
WARNING
DIMENSIONAL COLLAPSE DETECTED
HELL DIMENSION STATUS:
DESTROYED
The entire dimension began collapsing inward.
Cities dissolved.
Mountains shattered.
Reality itself cracked.
Hell—
One of the thirteen war dimensions—
Had fallen.
Somewhere Else…
Far from the destruction, someone watched.
Marmon.
He looked at the collapsing dimension with calm satisfaction.
"Finally."
Dark energy pulsed around him.
The chains of something ancient began to weaken.
A presence beyond space… beyond dimensions.
The Boogyman.
A horror that existed in ten dimensions at once.
Its power slowly leaked into reality.
Marmon smiled.
"Let the war continue."
"With Hell gone…"
"There is nothing left to stop me."
Boogyman scaled to the 12 dimension now he's powerful now