"There's already a Progenitor for the Demons, we've already met Lilith, that monstrous bitch," Alter-Dante said, and Dante continued to listen.
"However, it doesn't mean there can't be another Progenitor linked to the infernal dimension. After all, there are several of them, but the one in this sector... Well, she has you as the Progenitor."
Dante stared heavily at him while seeing Alter-Dante's serious face. He sighed lightly and said, "You've been reading too many web novels." And Alter-Dante continued to watch, then raised his hand and threw that same black ball at Dante's head.
*DOOOOMMM*
Dante went into a trance and began to see many things rapidly. He couldn't understand, but they seemed to connect; everything led to a moment.
Dante was confused, but the only thing he was sure of was that yes, what Alter said was true. Coincidentally, he remembered the moment when the Administrator was reading his titles. [Demon Progenitor]
His trust in Alter changed completely after being confronted by many memories, not only his own, but of various other beings he had never met and would never meet. In fact, all the other Progenitors of Hell saw him, just as he saw at this moment.
"What is this?" He questioned, and Alter calmly replied, "That Progenitor, Lilith, did something that I still don't know, because I evolve along with you. But she managed to give you the characteristics of the Infernal Progenitor, not the Demon Progenitor."
"This is complicated, it's giving me a headache!" Dante said as he stood up, not knowing how he was there.
"Time is stopped, we're here without interfering in your fight." Ok, now he knew what was happening, so he became more calm.
"And now?" Dante questioned, and Alter-Dante changed his appearance slightly, making his hair completely white.
"Now, you evolve and start hunting demons to absorb their demonic energy until you can descend into Hell. You need to regain control of the Empress." He said, and Dante watched him. Just thinking about taking something from Lilith already made him tremble; he barely knew the magnitude of her strength, but she was a Demon Goddess. That would take time.
"This sector is still small; soon the world may undergo a change and evolve into a median sector. Until then, focus on growing healthily," Alter said, approaching. "I know my self won't disappoint me," he said next.
*BOOOOOOOOMMM*
He delivered a massive punch to Dante's face, throwing him back to the reality of his world, facing the knight again, who slightly seemed to have changed, changed in Dante's eyes.
Dante watched him and saw several strange mists emanating from their bodies, not just the Knight, but all those he had killed.
"I hate my life," Dante said and looked at the Knight who seemed the same as before. His armor was brushed steel with a kind of purple skirt and a helmet. Dante realized that what seemed like a cape was actually hair, light purple hair that slightly piqued his curiosity.
"I didn't see that before, what changed?" Dante questioned, and Voralith's voice came into his mind. "You awakened your eyes," she commented, and Dante didn't question her; he didn't have time for that.
"Help me..." The voice came again, and Dante saw the person's bleeding point. He took a deep breath and commented, "This is going to hurt."
His eyes turned completely black, as if being possessed. Of course, he didn't know that, but the knight in front of him trembled, an inherent fear that entered his flesh.
'What is he?' The person inside the armor thought. At the same time, Dante advanced, with bare hands.
The knight pointed the sword at him, but nothing could be done. Like a black lightning bolt, Dante appeared behind him and grabbed his helmet.
"Let's test this." He said and began to manipulate the energy in the helmet, completely sucking out any magic it had near the strange mist he saw.
Dante sensed something coming, and then, with the thought of absorbing demonic energy, he began to emerge from the armor completely, intense remnants containing many bad things.
Bad memories, bad people, bad moments, and the like; all the negativity from those who were there was sucked in, and in the end, only the armor fell.
*TRAKK*
The thunderous sound of the heavy armor fell to its knees, reverberating throughout the room. His sword fell to the ground, and Dante heard only a crying, a sad and monotonous crying, almost whispered.
"It seems like it worked," he said and raised his hand. Now, with more control, he pulled all the negative energy, conglomerating it into a small black sphere.
"Demonic Energy Manipulation... I thought it would take longer to get this back," Dante said as he approached Vex, who was still unconscious.
He approached and placed his hand on her forehead. "Let's see if this helps," he said, forcing demonic energy into her body. Quickly, her wounds began to slowly close.
"It seems it's not instantaneous..." Dante said, and Voralith explained, "The quality is very low; it will be better in the future."
Dante turned to the fallen knight, who still seemed to be crying, and approached. He knelt down and said, "Hey, it's over." The crying stopped immediately after Dante knocked the knight on the head.
Then, Dante took off his helmet and saw something... somewhat peculiar. It was a girl, a woman actually, around twenty-five years old, with red eyes and very light purple hair.
"This is just what I needed," Dante said aloud, feeling Voralith's expression almost saying 'I told you so' about how unlucky he is with women.
"Introduce yourself," he said firmly, not letting the girl stand up, wanting to know if it was necessary to kill her or not.
"I don't have a name..." she said, while searching her memories. "Mercedes... that's what they used to call me."
"Where are you from?" Dante questioned. Mercedes looked at him without quite understanding, while searching her memories, she looked at her last moments in her hometown, ten years ago.
The entire town was under attack. The knights tried to manage the crisis, but there were too many of them. It was a wave of infernal monsters, goblins, and orc warriors carrying large axes and bows with flaming arrows, their eyes seeming out of themselves.
"Where's Eva!" Fifteen-year-old Mercedes shouted, looking at her other younger sisters. Her emerald eyes glowed slightly as she saw the fear in the eyes of the younger ones.
"We don't know, she wasn't with us," an eight-year-old girl replied, her name was Anna, and her frustrated expression said it all.
"Listen, run to the forest! No matter what happens, don't let yourselves be caught. I will look for Eva and take her with me. Do not look back under any circumstances, understand?!" Mercedes shouted.
"Gabriel, protect your little sisters, understood?" She questioned the nine-year-old boy, who nodded. "Go fast!" She ordered, and they began to run through the dark forest that had not yet been hit by the flames.
Mercedes ran through the burning city searching for little Eva, "Where are you..." She murmured, sneaking through the debris and ruins of the houses. It was a simple village in the countryside, a town near the capital, but nothing too big. A low-commerce city, as it was near the largest supernatural commercial center in the world.
She stumbled slightly, hurting her ankles and arms. When she got up, she saw two knights die before her eyes.
"R-run," he said in his last breaths, leaving the girl terrified. Mercedes felt desperation when she heard the men saying something to her; she had been detected.
"Oh? A pretty girl," the man in black said, his creepy smile leaving the girl frightened.
She was just an ordinary girl, an orphan...
"Get her, she has potential," the man said, and two servants appeared, holding Mercedes' arms.
"LET ME GO!" She shouted desperately. "LET ME GO NOW!" She struggled, trying to break free from the two men, but soon received a blow to the back of her head and passed out.
In front of Dante, however, the woman named Mercedes was crying compulsively.
"Eva... Gabriel... why... why did they attack my village, why did they kill so many..." She cried as tears flowed like blood.
Dante watched that scene while his thoughts raced a mile a minute. He felt part of the woman's emotions on her knees, her tired and trembling body left Dante extremely upset.
"Another victim," Dante said as he held Vex, who was beginning to wake up. "Where am I?" She questioned, and Dante just smiled at her as he wiped his blood stains from her face. "The enemy has been defeated, child."