Act 3: a visit to the creed

Dante dressed in a jet-black suit, with a crimson red hood that gave him an imposing and resolute appearance. He looked at himself in the mirror and sighed, "How did I go from having a peaceful life in Japan to risking my life for my new family?"

As Dante adjusted his tie, he pondered the question he had asked himself.

The past never fully let him go. Now, he was risking his life to protect his family from a dangerous group of criminals.

"There's always something that pulls us back to the past," Dante whispered as he left the room and headed towards the creed's hideout.

Moving through the dark and empty streets, my heart pounded. I knew I was risking my life by going alone to the creed's hideout, but I had no choice.

I had to thwart their plan and ensure they could never harm my family or anyone else again.

Clad in a jet-black suit, I moved stealthily and quickly, trying to avoid being detected.

The night was cold and silent, and I felt more alone than ever on my mission.

Dante focused on his dark magical abilities, knowing they were vital tools for his mission. He closed his eyes and began reciting ancient words, allowing the magic to flow through his body.

Dark magic was a dangerous and potent art, and Dante was one of the few who mastered it. With it, he could manipulate shadows and darkness, creating illusions and disorienting his enemies. He could also summon demonic creatures and control them to fight by his side.

Additionally, Dante had learned to create dark portals, allowing him to travel through space and time in a matter of seconds. He knew this would be useful if he needed to escape quickly.

But Dante's most dangerous ability was his power to manipulate the dark energy within his own body. He could channel it into his sword, increasing his strength and damage-dealing capacity. However, he also knew that using too much dark magic could be perilous for his health and sanity.

As I approached the creed's hideout, my mind filled with dark and sinister thoughts.

"I'll have to deal with dangerous and ruthless creed members. I need to act quickly and decisively to put an end to this," I thought.

I headed towards the location I had obtained from the cloaked figure and arrived at an abandoned place on the outskirts of the city. The door was large and heavy, guarded by a couple of armed sentries.

Approaching cautiously, I tried to appear confident and self-assured.

"Hey bro!"

"What do you want?" one of the guards asked, eyeing me up and down.

"I'm here to speak with your leader," I replied firmly, pulling out a card from my pocket and showing it to them.

The guards regarded me with suspicion.

Suddenly, the guards tensed and gripped their weapons tighter, ready to attack. But before they could do anything, I drew my sword and cut them down in one swift, noiseless motion. Their lifeless bodies fell to the ground.

I took a deep breath and entered the hideout. The place was dark and quiet, tension palpable in the air. I walked down the corridors, searching for any sign of creed activity or presence.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps approaching. I hid behind a wall and waited. Soon, two armed men passed by, talking in hushed tones. I followed them cautiously, making sure not to make any noise.

We reached a large, heavy door. The men opened it and entered. I waited a few seconds and then slipped in quietly.

Inside, I found a sizable group of creed members gathered in a circle, conversing in low tones. Among them was the creed's leader, a tall, thin man with a black hood concealing his face.

I approached slowly, trying not to draw attention. When I was close enough, I drew my sword and pointed it at the creed's leader.

And thus, I fulfilled one of my dream scenes, fufu~.

"Drop your weapons and surrender," I said softly but firmly, my gaze unwavering.

A rush of excitement tingled through my body, causing me to blush terribly.

"Y-you can kill us, but you'll never stop our plan," the creed's leader replied, cold and defiant. Meanwhile, he thought, "Why... is he smiling...? How odd..."

"I know your plan is to sell a drug that mutates people into grotesque creatures," I responded firmly. "But I won't let that happen. Now, tell me the location of the entire creed."

The various creed guards were amazed at such a monotonous threat, a threat that emanated no fear, and within seconds, they all burst into laughter.

"Gyajajajaja, was that a threat?! Gyajajajaja."

The creed's leader laughed mockingly.

"Sorry, Dante. I won't tell you."

"Mm... so that's how it is... huh..."

Without a second thought, I beheaded him. The creed members were left in shock, not knowing what to do.

Dante couldn't bear the laughter of the creed members. He couldn't stand being ridiculed and underestimated. So, without a second thought, he began his purge.

They had no time to react before Dante attacked them with supernatural strength. His dark magical abilities gave him an overwhelming advantage in battle. He sliced, slashed, and tore through his enemies with deadly precision, showing no mercy or compassion.

Dante moved swiftly and skillfully, cutting without pause. Blood splattered in all directions, and cries of agony filled the air.

"I just wanted to assassinate their leader! Now, as an extra, you all will die!"

Dante showed no emotion. It was as if he were possessed by rage and shame. His sword cut and cut, never stopping for a second.

Finally, after several minutes of fighting, all the creed members lay on the ground, lifeless. Dante sat there, on a pile of corpses, breathing heavily.

He didn't regret what he had done.

He wiped the blood off his sword, until one of the members came out of the bathroom, laughing about an anecdote that happened to him. He walked towards Dante without knowing that all his comrades lay dead, and that laughter made him lose control. Dante decided to use one of his most dangerous abilities: the power to make everything around him explode.

He focused on his dark energy and channeled it into the room. The creed member tried to escape, but it was already too late. A massive explosion rocked the place, the sound deafening. Fire and darkness engulfed the entire area, causing the ground to shake and the walls to collapse.

Dante left the creed's hideout, without looking back. He knew his mission was accomplished, but he was also aware that he had used a very dangerous ability. For a moment, he stopped and looked towards the horizon, thinking about his life in Japan and how he had come to risk everything for his new family.

"I need a break. I wonder how Sarah is doing. It's better to find out what happened to Sarah."

Several days passed since the events, and the Bearelf mission was carried out successfully... well... aside from the massive explosion...

Dante's father, Arnold, was in the royal palace speaking with Queen Elizabeth. She was impressed by the news that the creed had been destroyed and asked Arnold how it had been accomplished.

Arnold sighed and replied with a solemn voice, "My son Dante did the job. He infiltrated the creed's hideout and eliminated them all, including the leader and his henchmen."

The queen was surprised and asked, "How could a single man achieve such a feat? And you used to say he was an innocent boy... fufu~"

Arnold smiled and explained, "Dante is an exceptional man. I realized it when he rescued Sarah from the bandits. He possesses magical abilities that make him practically invincible in battle. Moreover, he's a brilliant strategist and knows how to handle dangerous situations. As a father, I'm proud of my son. I take back what I said earlier about being a father who fears for his son's well-being..."

Impressed, the queen nodded and inquired, "What about collateral damage? Were there any innocent victims?"

Arnold shook his head and responded, "No, my son is a just man. He made sure only creed members were eliminated. There were no innocent victims."

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