Chapter 30: Preparations

Dante was getting ready at this moment, wearing a basic black suit as he looked at himself in the mirror. Vividly, he could see his past self: a boy with black hair and brown eyes, weak, barely able to stand, with dark circles suggesting weeks of sleep deprivation.

Contemplating that image, Dante almost vomited, fearing to return to his past and lose the people he loved in the present. Panting, he recovered and adjusted himself. Today was the day the academy would welcome the new freshmen.

Dante was eager to meet people his age but also afraid that everyone would be afraid of him. The shadow of his mother was too large for young Dante to step out of it at thirteen.

While getting ready, he felt a hug from behind, two long hands wrapping around his neck. He smiled when he saw the Witch's reflection in the mirror.

"Are you ready?" Morgana asked as she hugged him from behind.

"Yes, I'm excited," Dante replied, observing who he had become.

Dante, Dante Scarlet, Little Dante, Young Master, Lord Dante, Dear, Love, Husband. He could hear calmly in his head all the people he had met during his childhood calling him. Did he miss having friends? Of course not; he had the best employees and people close to him.

"Tsk." Valentina bit her tongue, furious for "losing" even her son's appearance, which now resembled hers. It wasn't enough that she had to share with Morgana; now he even looked like her!

"Don't be jealous, my love," Dante said, drawing Valentina's attention, who bit her tongue again, stopping her from entertaining inappropriate thoughts.

"Dante, pay attention. The moment you step into Kryoris, you will be Dante Rider, a member of a declining noble vampire family in the realm," Morgana said, starting to explain.

"We talked, Valentina and I, and found it fair to alter your identity. If you use Scarlet in the name, many problems will arise, and we can't interfere with the academy to help you." Morgana said, looking deeply into Dante's eyes. Valentina decided to continue.

"Although we have the power to protect you, that would mean offending all the world rulers, and we can't handle that alone, at least until you graduate." Valentina said.

Dante was confused. He thought his mother was the most powerful of all time, didn't he?

"I know what you're thinking. You know how big the world is; don't underestimate or overestimate me, thinking I can handle everything, Dante." Valentina said, and Dante nodded.

"Alright." Dante agreed, and now it was the final stretch. Only one day was left.