Dante was a joke: Level 1 with 2 ELO.
Not wanting to give up, he set out on his first mission.
Everything went south. A catastrophe happened…
And Dante was left alone dragging the bodies of his teammates.
With a bite mark on his neck by the very being that caused the tragedy.
An uncontrollable craving appeared.
“Their flesh is… so alluring, after all.”
Dante was no longer the same.
His wounds no longer hurt.
His body wouldn’t die.
And a hunger began growing that no System could explain.
No one knew his secret.
No one could ever be allowed to know his secret.
So he smiled, pretended to be the same weakling, but something else was wearing his face.
And it was beginning to enjoy the disguise.
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