Dante, at this moment…
He was floating in the air in the middle of the Empire, less than an hour away from the convention between supernatural beings and the other powers of the world.
"I thought things would change over time; eras passed, and I was always a bit careless, but…" Dante murmured, reflecting on certain aspects of his life.
"In the end, all paths lead to me having to take control of an entire world, or several of them…"
"The essence of Voralith is beginning to act… Soon, I'll be forced to evolve into something new… So, I'd like to talk to you before I become a threat," Dante said, as if speaking to someone, but there was nothing and no one around him…
"I know you're watching me, Overlord of this sector," Dante said, not addressing him by any name or nickname, but only by his title.
"You know that I know the truth, so take those eyes off me," he said as his negative energy began to protect him from being watched…
