Inside of the rooms beyond the rock pillars:

“Tridimensionals were a strange thing. They were not created by the hands of the tyrant like every existing soul in the multiverse. Tridimensionals were actually born in the womb of existence as a force to combat the rising figure of Remem...which was his name countless years ago. Now his name, forged by the many he has imprisoned in the realm of old is The Tyrant.

Remem was not the least sad when he heard his miscreations...aberrations dare call him like that, but he did get mad when the Tridimensionals started referring to him by that name as they...were gifted upon birth with a higher existence.

The tyrant since then has sent his defects to slaughter them and failed time, and time again as they were powerful beyond belief.

Oh, pardon me for my wording, THEY ARE.

And so the ancient history is still written on the walls of the first place they were born in. Their beginning.” A big bug with bulging eyes stopped pointing at the scriptures on the wall and waited.

A big baby humanoid with frog green fingers and a soft curled nose raised his hand, rotating in his hands the sacred stone his father made for him. “So what do we do now Tuel? Asked the humanoid boy, and slowly the rocky ground below him came alive and wrapped around his head like a towel.

“Let me see...now for the end of the lesson, pack off your stuff and let's leave to world Aeulus in holding, near the void that is velvet 2.” A monater of the 14 twirls said as he checked his hand and recited what it said.

“Let's go, elders, we have more to discover from this wonderful retupal.” The kids that were sitting in a circle in the middle of one of the chambers of the first generation.

“But what about or morning massage in Terlal?" A smiling blob of green wood said as it’s unattached limbs shook his cane towards the air. “No, don't wor...did you guys hear that?" The world became red and bloody as their monater took them in the protection of his deathly aura.

A man with white robes opened the big rocky chamber door of this particular section room and carefully looked around. “Bovont, how is the hunt going?” The watchful white-robed man with sprinkles in his body turned around and did a thumbs up as he flew out if the chamber.

“The plan is going well. Kids, we will have company in a few seconds, I need you all to take your roles and change the chemistry in your brain towards the unorganized side...we can’t let out of much…” said, Tuel, as he punctured his head and took out a grey zorb.

“Remember to put your dual minds somewhere safe as we have to have our mind clears and minded well. Just like this. You all ready?” The teacher pointed at his head and said, “Start!” Everyone puncture their skulls, letting their red blood paint the cave.

“Now what do we do?” Said the transforming figure of a wooden smile. The man took hold of his head and ripped it up into pieces. “Fist play with the cards in my head before acting like If I was just killed.” The kids started looking at Tuel strangely, Tuel just laughed and smiled. “Good job, look like we have shit on brain now.”

A bone armored torpedo rushed into the room and stopped dead at the feet of Tuel. “Well...this is real awkward.” The corpse of a man with a relic on his back shone brightly with a red willed light, and the piece of space around the corpse filled with energy and volatile power.

“OMG. CANCEL, CANCEL! Please don’t let me make every skill infinity again. The sword in the man covered in brown rags that even covered his mouth stopped trying to wrap the man's veins around its sharp body and turned dulled. “Now! That is better.”

Tuel ripped up the head of one of his most rocky students and bit hard. “Do you want to come with us oh, so great, so achieved main?" Otreal or at least what was left of him shook his head and stabbed his sword forwards.

Tuel looked down in surprise with a sword on his gut but did not scream. Instead, he let the sword do its purpose. The connections he had formed through his whole life began filling with a strange computer-like electricity before he blacked out and his students just stood, waiting for his resurrection

Otreal just had done the most efficient thing he knew to find his family, he just shared 2 literal messages with the universe…what he did not know is that his whole system filtered in, and now the hive mind that was his sword invaded an enormous community of creatures

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[I COME FROM THE BEYOND.]

Heyla took a long look at Cher and grabbed her by the arm. “Let's go, we have to get moving and find a Tridimensional specializing in tacking magic.” Cher just let herself be dragged while she looked at the enormous amount of messages she was getting. “We really need to hurry before this becomes a universal phenomenon and then a multiversal one.”

Heyla dashed out of the tarts opens doors and began searching her surroundings with corporeal sense. “Heyla can I take some of your internal energy? I’m kinda running low.” Heyla looked back at the blinking Cher and gave her a smooth wave of Yermet refined energies.

“Yurtewretsssshu. Hirtyuierhumpius. Hutreamenttretyuiop. Kripoutreyforgus. Hesasadescoip.” Speaking the alien tongue her grandfather had taught her when she was just a newborn, Cher chanted an ancient magic, an alien window that shifted reality and made it your own. “If we go 23 seconds east at REP 78 we will find the Corneals….WWWWHHHHAAAAA??”

Cher stood over 50 feet tall, with enlarged arms and a curvy figure that would only be seen in primeval gods. “God damn, why does my hair always do this when I change my bodies molecules?” Cher did not look as an abomination but like something beautiful, she literally looked like a beautiful painting of the highest velvet.

“MAy the erotic eye of laa, please take this beautiful form and lust over it like I do.” The eyes tentacles turned pink and mushy, as he levitated slowly towards the huge size of Cher. Cher turned around, grabbed onto Heylas waist and shoot off into the distance. “I really need to control myself...wify!” From the inside of the inn, the cleaning serpentine receptionist looked up and said. “What do you need, you telo eye?” The tentacles of the eye bulked in size and began moving wildly around him.

“I think I know what form you can use right now and then we go to...bed.” The serpentine female looked up from her bent position and stopped cleaning. “I will get prepared.” The eye smiled with his tentacles and dashed into the tart.

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“Hey, do you know where to find the nearest Tridimensional?”

An old grandpa bull with a fellow companion, pointed towards some shady stairs leading to the underworld of the city and Cher and Heyla dashed away. They turned and shifted over the staircases that had sharp turns that is until they bumped into someone.” AH! Cher and Heyla lost all momentum and fell to the ground. “Sorry.” A charming soft voice said before the robed man who Cher and Heyla had bumped into walked away.

“BE Mmm-soryy?” Heyla muttered as she saw the retreating form of the robed man. “CHAOS?” Cher grounded her feet into the ground and exploded forwards, as she twisted and grabbed onto the man’s robe. For a second she saw his iconic face before he disappeared with the robe altogether.

“You saw him didn’t you?” Cher face flushed red and she turned towards Heyla as her arms crossed uncomfortably. “Yeah.” Heyla stood up from her fallen position and sighed. “We first need to find Otreal...then you can stay, search for chaos in this velvet, after all, you guys have not seen each other since a few cintellia or so...right?

Cher unfolded her arms and smacked her face with her two palms. “You are right...I just need to calm down...his path is a lonely one after all.” Heyla laughed a little and just smiled, as her corporeal sense finally pinpointed a full-blooded tridimensional. “And down we go!” Heyla punched the ground below them and fell 30 levels down, in the 44 leveled underground city of Urnus.

Chert and Heyla fell on their feet and their bodies wiggled because of the shockwave. “Body.” Said Cher, as she walked to the wall next to her and punched her way onwards. “Oh.” Cher’s body deflated and turned to normal as the Yermet refined energies Heyla gave her escaped from her pores. Cher looked at the punching Heyla and followed her lead into the next scene.

*While on a secret obscure laboratory.*

“YEAH!IHAVEFOUNDINFINITEPOWER!” A man looked at an enormous hamster running in a wheel and a ticking machine just by its side. “IFIGETAOCRd-MYYYYBAAACCCKK!” Cher and Heyla smashed out of the wall next to this crazy thing with confident gazes.

“We need your help.” The fallen tridimensional took hold of his head and rolled into the wall. “WHATDOYOUNEEDELDRICHTHING?”

“HOW RUDE OF YOU! TAKE. THAT. BACK.”

Cher raised up her arm, and an electric ball the size of a basketball formed in her open palm. The tridimensional just looked at his enormous hamster and then at Cher. “Got it but can you tell that other eldritch thing to stop touching my infinite power?” Heyla stood next to the panting hamster and kissed its soft fur. “Heyla can you...stop kissing and hugging that animal?”

Heyla paused for a moment and looked at the hamster's eyes, the hamster looked into her eyes with petrified eyes, as he had never seen anyone else than his creator. “But he likes me…” The hamster gasped and swiped his palm outwards, as he was trying to get Heyla off him but instead, his arm just cracked. ‘Who is a tini little boy?” Heyla touched the broken arm of the hamster, broke it a little more and then healed it in less than a second.

The hamster screeched and bit down on Heylas head. “...Dam, this place is so warm and fuzzy.” The muffled sound of Heylas words fell on deaf ears, as Cher turned to look at the pure-blooded Tridimensional.

“Done. Now please let me find my friend. “ The pure-blooded tridimensional took hold of his wrinkled nose and saw the hamster completely engulf Heyla with its salivating mouth.

Fair, so just move to the side and let me use my magic...name” Cher rolled her eyes. “Otreal.” The pure-blooded tridimensional poked his index finger and touched the air.

“HOW DARE HE SHOOT ME INTO A STAR OF THE CORRODED MIGHT?!!” A thing of shadows appeared from thin air, with the head of a red octopus on his right hand and the head of a human on his left. “This is not Otreal…” The full-blooded tridimensional looked at them and raised his black eyebrow. “I’m a touther, not a locator. I thought you guys knew that when you came here.”

Cher screamed and punched the pure-blooded tridimensional in the face and turned towards the thing of shadows. “So who are you? The thing of shadows looked at Cher with his yellow eyes and the air around him turned electric. “The inheritor of rage.” Cher felt a pulse of madness invade her head and jumped backwards. “How dare you.” The world around Cher started shifting and turning faint and bright.

The objects that made that cave started disappearing and reappearing as everything paced in and out of existence. “Well, I’m the inheritor of pace.” The body of Cher turned faint and her shadow disappeared. The thing of shadows looked behind him and met the usurping first of Heyla with his own unadulterated power.

“Bad hamster.” Said Heyla s the big hamster globbed Heyla up and ran away into a tunnel to its left, as it knew it was in danger.

And so the fight began.