Heikō Mu.

After the humbling defeat at the hands of Vir Solus, Concetios retreated into the depths of its own fragmented essence. Seething with frustration and desperation to reclaim control, it birthed new entities, each embodying a dimension of existence. These gods were not born out of rebellion but as an attempt by Concetios to refine its fractured power. Yet, the chaotic nature of their creation led to immediate discord. Each god sought dominance, claiming their domain as the most essential, leading to an inevitable clash—a battle to determine the hierarchy of existence.

In the endless void, **Linearis**, the God of the First Dimension, floated as a singular thread of infinite length. "I am the beginning," Linearis declared, their voice a simple yet resonant hum. "Without me, there is nothing. All that exists stems from the purity of the line."

Opposing them stood **Planaris**, the God of the Second Dimension, their form a shifting kaleidoscope of geometric splendor. "You are but a thread in my tapestry, Linearis," Planaris retorted, their tone sharp and calculated. "Without my planes, you are meaningless—a fragment with no shape or purpose."

Planaris attacked first, weaving intricate patterns of light and shadow to trap Linearis within an endless maze of two-dimensional surfaces. Linearis responded by stretching their thread through the labyrinth, slicing through the illusions with precision. For every plane that Planaris created, Linearis forged paths that cut through them, reducing the conflict to a stalemate.

Their clash illuminated the void with flashes of pure geometric energy until a thunderous voice interrupted:

"Enough."

It was **Cubus**, the God of the Third Dimension, whose crystalline form glimmered with solidity. "You bicker over simplicity and complexity, yet neither of you understands true structure. The world is not complete until it has substance."

**Cubus** raised their staff, and the void quaked. Mountains of crystalline matter erupted around them, forming a sprawling battlefield of 3D constructs. Planaris attempted to flatten the terrain into planes of endless design, but Cubus countered by molding the matter into towering monoliths that defied two-dimensional constraints.

Linearis joined the fray, threading their infinite line through Cubus's structures, causing them to fracture and crumble. But Cubus only laughed, reshaping the fragments into new forms.

"You cannot destroy what is bound by the laws of volume," Cubus said. "I am the foundation of all reality—solid and unyielding!"

Just as Cubus prepared to solidify their victory, **Temporis**, the God of the Fourth Dimension, intervened. Time itself warped as Temporis entered the battlefield, their form flickering between past, present, and future. "You speak of substance, Cubus," Temporis said, their voice echoing from multiple points in time. "But what is substance without the flow of moments to give it meaning?"

With a wave of their hand, Temporis unraveled the battlefield, reversing time to undo Cubus's creations. Structures crumbled backward, returning to their raw, unformed state. Planaris and Linearis found their attacks frozen mid-action, suspended in the ever-changing flow of Temporis's power.

"Enough of this linear squabbling," Temporis declared. "The fourth dimension governs you all. Without me, your existence is stagnant, devoid of progress."

The battle reached its peak when the void itself began to ripple with infinite possibilities. **Pentara**, the God of the Fifth Dimension, descended in a blinding burst of light and shadow, their presence overwhelming. "You are all limited," Pentara said, their voice echoing in countless variations. "Your dimensions are but shadows of what could be. I am the nexus of all possibilities, the architect of every potential reality."

Pentara stretched their essence across the battlefield, merging alternate timelines and parallel universes. In one moment, Temporis's temporal constructs dissolved into nothingness. In another, Cubus's crystalline mountains became infinite, stretching across countless realities. Linearis's threads tangled into paradoxical loops, and Planaris's patterns fractured into infinite variations.

Despite their power, the gods of the lower dimensions could not match Pentara's overwhelming might. Every move they made was countered by a thousand alternate possibilities. Cubus attempted to anchor the battlefield in physical reality, but Pentara shifted it into a higher-dimensional space where physical laws no longer applied. Temporis tried to manipulate time, but Pentara splintered the timeline into infinite branches, making it impossible to control.

Realizing their futility, the gods ceased their attacks and turned to Pentara in reluctant acknowledgment.

"You are the culmination of our existence," Temporis said, their voice subdued. "But even you cannot stand alone."

Pentara paused, their ever-shifting form stabilizing. "No," they admitted. "Each of us represents a necessary facet of existence. Together, we are complete."

The gods joined forces, their powers interweaving to form a grand 5D construction.

- **Linearis** provided the foundation, the infinite lines that stretched through the void.

- **Planaris** shaped those lines into planes, giving form to the structure.

- **Cubus** added volume, turning the planes into solid constructs.

- **Temporis** wove the flow of time through the structure, ensuring its continuity and progression.

- **Pentara** infused it with infinite possibilities, creating a multiverse where every potential outcome could unfold.

The construction was a masterpiece of dimensional harmony, a grand testament to their unity. Within its vast, multidimensional expanse, they created stars, planets, and life itself.

Thus, the gods of the dimensions found their purpose not in dominance, but in collaboration. Together, they shaped the multiverse, each contributing their unique essence to the grand design. Though their battle had been fierce, it was their unity that ultimately defined them—a pantheon bound by the very principles they embodied.