Dimension System: SSS Rank Talent Awakening

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I will become strong enough to project everyone and everything in this world. After a rest I will go back to leveling up.

As they left the chamber, the light of the Aetherial Core continued to shine, a beacon of hope in the face of the encroaching darkness.

Their journey was far from over, but with each step forward, they grew stronger, more united.

For Dabi, Loira, and their allies, the battles ahead would be the greatest they had ever faced.

But they carried with them the strength of those they had lost, and the knowledge that even in the darkest times, hope could prevail.

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For the first time in weeks, a deep calm settled over Dabi. The battles, the chaos, and the harrowing decisions that had marked his recent days felt like a distant echo. Now, he was back in the familiar embrace of home, and for once, it wasn't falling apart or under siege.

The warm golden light of the morning sun illuminated the cozy capital city, casting long shadows of the rebuilt homes.

It was peaceful— almost surreal— after all the tension. Stepping out of the Saint hall alongside Loira, Dabi felt the weight of their journey lifting, replaced by the warmth of familiarity.

The smell of roasted spices wafted toward him as his aunt Nazu hurried out of the house, her face a mix of joy and sternness. Her hair, streaked with silver, was tied back into a tight bun, and her sharp eyes took in his slightly battered appearance.

"Dabi!" she scolded, though her voice carried more relief than anger. "How many times do I have to tell you not to come back looking like you've been through a furnace?"

He grinned, stepping forward to hug her tightly. "Missed you too, Aunt Nazu."

She swatted his shoulder lightly before turning her attention to Loira. "And you, keeping him out of trouble?" she asked, her eyebrow arched.

"Not a chance," Loira replied, smirking. "But I did my best to keep him alive."

Auntie Nazu was acting tuff , but she couldn't hold the tuff act. She started crying. She says you have come home safe. You have no idea how my Eli and Mira was worried about your safety.

Let's go inside they are walking for your return. They will be very happy seeing you.

Inside, the house bustled with life. Eli and Mira, Dabi's younger siblings, had been busy cleaning the already spotless living room. Mira, with her excitement, practically launched herself at Dabi the moment she spotted him.

"You're back!" she cried, wrapping her arms around his waist. "And not dead this time!"

"Good to see you too, Mira," Dabi said with a laugh, ruffling her hair. "Still causing trouble?"

"Only for Eli," she said with a mischievous grin.

Eli appeared from the kitchen, carrying a tray of steaming tea. His quiet demeanor hadn't changed, but the relief in his eyes was unmistakable. "We were worried," he admitted, handing Dabi a cup. "Things have been…quiet here, but it felt wrong."

"Well, I'm back," Dabi said, sipping the tea. "And I'm not going anywhere for a while."

Dabi's pet fen and whity comes running for Dabi. They both lick dabi for a long time. Dabi pet them to show his love.

Loira took a seat near the hearth, enjoying the warmth of the crackling fire. "It's good to see the place holding up," she remarked, glancing around. "Feels like a real home again."

"Only because we've been working nonstop," Eli said. "Mira's been dragging me out to repair fences and plant new flowers."

"You needed the exercise," Mira quipped, sticking her tongue out at him.

As the day unfolded, Dabi found himself swept into the rhythm of daily life. He helped Mira and Eli with small chores, laughing as Mira tried to show off her strength by carrying more firewood than she could handle.

"Need help?" Dabi asked, watching her struggle.

"No!" she huffed, staggering a few steps before finally dropping the logs. "I've got this."

Eli chuckled. "She's been trying to prove she's stronger than me for weeks."

"I am stronger than you!" Mira shot back, planting her hands on her hips.
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Dabi shook his head, smiling. "Both of you are plenty strong. But maybe let me handle the heavy lifting today."

Loira joined them outside, her expression softening as she watched the siblings interact. "You're good with them," she said to Dabi. "It's like you've been doing this forever."

"Sometimes it feels that way," Dabi admitted. "They're my reason to keep fighting."

The group spent the afternoon tending to the garden, repairing a section of the fence, and even painting the front door. The mundane tasks felt refreshing, a stark contrast to the high-stakes battles they'd just endured.

As the sun set, the family gathered in the living room for games and stories. Mira, ever the entertainer, insisted on reenacting one of Dabi's recent battles, using a broomstick as her weapon.

"And then Dabi swooped in like this!" she cried, swinging the broom dramatically.

Eli rolled his eyes but couldn't hide his smile. "You weren't even there."

"I heard about it," Mira replied, sticking her tongue out at him.

Dabi laughed, leaning back in his chair. "Not bad, Mira. But next time, maybe leave the broom at home."

Nazu shook her head, watching the scene unfold with a soft smile. "It's good to have moments like this," she said to Loira. "We've had too few of them."

Loira nodded, her gaze distant. "We'll need to hold onto them. The challenges aren't over yet."

As the house grew quiet, Dabi stepped outside, finding Loira sitting on the porch. The night sky stretched endlessly above them, the stars brighter than he'd ever seen.

"It feels…different," Dabi said, taking a seat beside her.

"It is," Loira replied. "The Aetherial Core merging with this world— it's stabilized everything. For now, at least."

Dabi nodded, his gaze drifting to the horizon. "Do you think we'll ever get to live like this all the time? Without worrying about the next battle?"

"I don't know," Loira admitted. "But if anyone can make it happen, it's you."

They sat in comfortable silence for a while, the only sounds the distant chirping of crickets and the soft rustle of the wind.

After the war had devastated the capital city, the rebuilding effort became a community project. Every able- bodied person pitched in, working together to restore what had been lost. Dabi and his family were no exception.

Most of the damage area was city borders. In the middle where all royal and novel lives, three was no damage. They live their life as they always have.

The house, though still standing, had taken significant damage. The roof had caved in on one side, the walls were scarred from fire, and the garden was nothing more than a patch of scorched earth.

The first step was clearing the debris. Dabi, with his strength and determination, took on the heavier tasks, hauling broken beams and shattered furniture out of the wreckage. Eli and Mira helped as best they could, while Nazu coordinated the repairs.

"We'll need new lumber for the roof," Nazu said, inspecting the damage. "And the walls will need reinforcing."

Dabi nodded. "I'll head to the forest tomorrow. Loira and I can cut what we need." This time I want build our house by my own.

Aunt Nazu said. In this situation you will never find a builder company for work too. They all busy restoring the city wall and government building first.

Over the next few days, the family worked tirelessly. Dabi and Loira gathered wood, Nazu repaired furniture, and Eli and Mira painted the walls. The city's other people also pitched in, offering supplies and labor.

One of the most challenging tasks was restoring the garden. The once- thriving plot had been reduced to ash, but Mira refused to give up. She and Eli spent hours digging and planting, determined to bring it back to life.

"This will be the best garden ever," Mira declared, wiping sweat from her brow.

"With all the work you're putting in, it better be," Eli teased, earning a playful shove.

Finally, after weeks of effort, the house stood proud once more. The walls were sturdy, the roof solid, and the garden full of budding plants. It wasn't just a house— it was a symbol of their resilience and the strength of their bond.

As Dabi stood in front of the restored home, watching the sun rise over the village, he felt a deep sense of peace. The battles weren't over, and the challenges ahead would be great.

But for now, they had a place to call home— a sanctuary where they could find strength for whatever lay ahead.

"Ready for breakfast?" Nazu called from the doorway.

Dabi turned, a smile spreading across his face. "Always."

With his family by his side and their home rebuilt, he knew they could face anything together. Next dabi will help others as how they help him. This is my do list Dabi said.

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