Dimension System: SSS Rank Talent Awakening

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The quiet after the battle left Dabi drained, but his determination had only grown.

The camp marked a significant victory, but it was only the beginning of a much larger conflict.

Dabi decided to leave for now. But when he return to the location where the get was, he seems nothing the gate disappeared.

Now Dabi have no way to get back. He needs find a way out....

Dabi decided too look for clues how he gets get back. The was most likely created by someone he needs find that person information to return.

As soon a he enter there was a Orc army camp it's all related I need to collect information about this world.

From the information he had gathered, this battle was merely a test of the Orkish forces' power.

He had glimpsed their methods, their strength, and their tenacity, and he knew that they were merely the front guard of an entire kingdom intent on conquest.

As he walked through the abandoned camp, shadows flickered against the stone walls, remnants of the fierce clash that had taken place.

Dabi's summoned pets remained at his side, watchful and alert.

Nyx, Fen and Whity moved silently beside him, their eyes sharp and ears pricked, attuned to any remaining dangers.

Dabi's mission was no longer just about survival.

It was clear the orcs were planning an invasion, and his next goal was to gather intelligence on their society, ranks, and strategies, perhaps even determine their primary leader.

He had to understand the full scope of their intentions, and that meant one thing: he had to infiltrate the Orkish Kingdom.

On the Outskirts of the Orkish Kingdom-

With only the barest of supplies and his Dimensional Summon still hovering by his side, Dabi set out.

Moving quietly, he and his companions made their way toward the outskirts of the Orkish Kingdom.

As they entered the Orkish borderlands, Dabi was immediately struck by the changes in the landscape.

The dense forests gave way to rugged cliffs and plains dotted with orc encampments, their fires visible even from a distance.

He kept to the shadows, staying low to avoid detection.

Observing one of the camps from a high ledge, he watched as orc patrols moved with military precision, unlike the disorganized bands he had fought before.

This was a disciplined force.

Using his Insight skill, he focused on the movements of the scouts below, analyzing their patrol routes and defensive positions.

These orcs were more coordinated than any he'd seen before, and he realized that the orcs in this region followed a much stricter military hierarchy.

This knowledge would be crucial for navigating the kingdom undetected.

Dabi noticed that the orc camps had watchtowers and fortified barricades.

The scouts communicated through a series of grunts and hand signals, all in perfect synchronization.

Even at this distance, he could sense the power and presence of a high-ranking orc commander issuing orders to those in his charge.

First Encounter with the Orkish Military Structure: Moving closer, Dabi spotted a group of orcs in ceremonial armor clearly of a higher rank than the others.

They carried long spears embedded with strange stones that radiated a dark energy, and each wore a cloak symbolizing their allegiance to a powerful clan within the kingdom.

Dabi studied them with fascination, activating his Insight skill to understand the unique species of orcs he was dealing with.

These were not mere brutes; these were warriors of the Orkish military elite, organized and equipped like a true army.

"Commanders," he whispered to Fen, Nyx and Whity, signaling them to remain hidden.

He knew they could handle themselves, but this was a different league. If detected, they would face an overwhelming response.

Using his skill he stole a military book, Dabi gleaned that the Orkish military ranks were divided according to clan and family heritage.

Each clan held different strengths, such as brute force, magical ability, or intelligence.

Some possessed extraordinary regenerative abilities, making them even harder to kill.

Dabi noted all this information, realizing it would help him identify weaknesses in their ranks.

As he moved through the camp's perimeter, he overheard snippets of conversation.

The orcs spoke of "the coming invasion" and "crossing into another realm."

The words sent a chill down Dabi's spine. It was clear that the Orkish forces had set their sights on something much larger, and he needed to know exactly what or where that was.

Further into his reconnaissance, Dabi came across something he hadn't expected Orkish shamans performing what appeared to be a ritual.

Unlike the brute warriors, these shamans wore robes and bore intricate tattoos that glowed faintly with a crimson light.

They chanted in a language that made the air hum with magic, calling forth strange symbols that floated in the air.

Dabi observed with a mix of awe and caution. These shamans wielded powers that hinted at a deeper, perhaps ancient knowledge.

As he watched, one of the symbols seemed to coalesce into a small, glowing orb that pulsed with dark energy.

The shamans murmured a final incantation, and the orb vanished, leaving behind a shimmer of magic.

"They're manipulating mana at a level I've never seen," Dabi murmured, mentally recording the ritual.

He knew that if the Orkish forces combined raw strength with this kind of magic, they would be nearly unstoppable.

He would need a plan that could counter both physical force and dark magic.

At that moment, one of the shamans seemed to sense his presence, its eyes narrowing as it scanned the area.

Dabi ducked into a thicket, holding his breath as he waited for the shaman to turn away.

It lingered, its gaze intense, before finally moving back to its ritual.

Dabi exhaled, realizing just how close he had come to being detected.

His careful observations soon led him to a heavily guarded tent, larger and more elaborate than the others.

This was clearly the command center of the Orkish camp.

Inside, he could see orc leaders gathered around a large map, their fingers pointing and tracing routes as they discussed their strategy.

Using his enhanced senses, Dabi tuned into their conversation.

His heart pounded as he realized the scope of their plans.

The orcs intended to launch a massive invasion into another dimension, an unprotected realm where they could easily conquer and establish dominance.

The orcs saw this as a stepping stone to expanding their influence across multiple dimensions.

Dabi clenched his fists.

This was more serious than he had anticipated.

If he could stop the orcs here and now, he might prevent untold destruction across worlds.

But he knew that a direct attack was impossible he would be vastly outnumbered.

Carefully, he retreated from the command center, his mind racing with plans.

He would need allies, but he also had to find a way to weaken the orcs from within.

The knowledge of their hierarchy and internal rivalries might be the key to dismantling their structure.

Retreating to a secluded area near the border of the camp, Dabi outlined his strategy.

The orcs were bound by clan loyalties and military ranks, but there were cracks in their unity.

He had overheard disagreements among the commanders, each clan wanting to assert its dominance within the Orkish military.

He decided to exploit these rivalries to sow discord among them.

To begin, Dabi planned to intercept and redirect a communication between two of the most powerful clans.

If he could plant false intelligence or reveal secrets that would pit one clan against another, it might weaken the overall Orkish structure.

Using his his system shop, Dabi buys a small, enchanted crystal capable of recording and altering voices.

He set it up near the communications tent and waited patiently until two high-ranking orcs began discussing their plans.

Once he had enough, he will use this and manipulate them with the recording, creating a message that hinted at betrayal.

He placed the altered recording near the shaman's tent, where it would be found by the right orcs.

When the message was discovered, the orcs began to murmur, suspicion spreading like wildfire.

Just as Dabi had hoped, the seeds of discord had been planted.

As Dabi turned to leave, satisfied with the chaos he had set in motion, a hand landed on his shoulder.

He spun around to find himself face-to-face with an orc scout, its eyes wide with shock and realization.

Reacting quickly, Dabi summoned Whity, who lunged at the scout, pinning it down before it could call for help.

Dabi placed a hand over the scout's mouth, silencing it as he whispered, "I'm sorry, but I can't let you alert the others."

With a swift motion, he rendered the orc unconscious, ensuring it would not wake for hours.

He then moved swiftly away from the camp, his presence no longer unnoticed.

The sound of shouting soon filled the camp as the orcs discovered the unconscious scout and the message.

As they scrambled to restore order, Dabi slipped away, retreating into the dense forest where he could plan his next move in safety.

Once he reached a safe distance, Dabi finally allowed himself to relax.

He had gathered valuable intelligence, disrupted the orcs' unity, and learned of their plan for conquest.

But he knew this was only the beginning.

To truly protect his realm and others he would need to weaken the Orkish Kingdom from within and eliminate its most powerful leaders.

He gazed back at the Orkish Kingdom, his mind brimming with new plans.

He had to be careful, methodical, and ruthless if he wanted to succeed.

And he knew that the real battle had only just begun.

With one final look, he turned and vanished into the shadows, ready to begin the next phase of his mission.

--- Experience tales at empire