Smashing the Cage Ushered in a Doomsday Crisis

My life is like a prisoner. Standing in the six-dimensional cage and watching time flow by in front of me is the only thing I can do. It wasn't until the wall of dimensions collapsed and I stepped into the three-dimensional universe that I understood what it means to be alive: time here is hazy and misty, with unknowns and surprises coming at me, and she in the light made me willing to sink. But time, the devil, took advantage of the moment I lowered my head to kiss her and crushed her into ashes - my world completely collapsed. I'm holding on to that cosmic string, trying to smash this damn time and reverse her dissipating fate, even if it overturns the entire universe! Until the man holding the family portrait stood in front of me, raised his hand to rewrite the rules of the universe, and said coldly: "You are so wrong, three dimensions are the foundation of the universe." So what if I'm wrong? I don't care about being called a villain by him, I don't care about the future of this world, even if I have to be an enemy of the rules, even if I am back in the cage - for her, I am willing to go against heaven!