"It holds a certain allure, young master Dante. I had presumed you would have succumbed to its influence by now." Our op mc smiled, observing the unassuming appearance of the young man before him.
It dawned on him that this individual was likely the most formidable adversary Nero Deathbinder had encountered in his lengthy and thrilling existence as an immortal.
Yet, despite his prowess, this young master eventually succumbed in defeat.
"You and your dark humor. I had hoped for change, but here you are. You are still what you are. A ruthless murderer at the core," Young master Dante shook his head in disapproval.
His discerning eyes scrutinized our op mc, attempting to unravel the enigma beneath the guise of this handsome man. Alas, understanding the thoughts of this dark lord remained an elusive feat.
The air hung heavy with unspoken tension as the echoes of their encounter reverberated through the timeless expanse.
