As they walked through the magical fair, Dante, Ophis, and Rose came across a peculiar stall.
The eye-catching sign read: "Witch Vampire Ice Cream – A Taste from Another World!" The stall was draped in dark fabrics, decorated with mystical symbols and glowing vials, each containing ingredients that seemed to shimmer with their own light.
The witch attending the stall had a cunning smile, her eyes glowing a deep red.
'What a ridiculous name... the creativity of these witches is lacking,' Dante thought, but for the little girl beside him...
Ophis, her eyes wide with curiosity, tugged on Dante and Rose's hands toward the stall. "Blood Ice Cream!! Let's try it!" she exclaimed, her feet barely touching the ground with the excitement she showed, making Dante quite surprised...
'What happened to the universe-destroying Dragon I knew?...' Dante murmured, seeing that she really had the mind of a child.
Rose, who had been sulking the entire time, managed a gentle smile... She liked ice cream. But Dante, for some reason, felt something strange, a sense of discomfort he couldn't quite explain...
His instincts warned him that something was wrong, something very wrong...
As Dante, Ophis, and Rose approached the ice cream stall, the witch with a flowing apron and an enigmatic expression welcomed them. Her green eyes shone with a peculiar intensity, and her smile revealed sharp, predator-like teeth.
"Welcome, darlings!" The witch exclaimed with a melodious voice but with an underlying tone of menace. "I'm Alexa, the witch who makes the best vampire ice cream at the fair. A true delight for the most discerning palates."
'Discerning palates? Vampires drink blood... and that's it,' Dante thought, almost laughing at the strange witch's pitch.
To him, it was nonsense, but for the little girl in front of him... Ophis was simply enchanted by the witch and the ice creams. "Vampire ice cream? That sounds amazing! Can I try some?" She asked excitedly, of course, she was a customer, why would Alexa refuse?
Alexa tilted her head with a satisfied smile, eyeing the enthusiastic little girl. "Of course, my dear. I have a variety of flavors, each with a special touch of magic!" She said, just as excited as Ophis.
"Come on, choose," she said, smiling at the little girl.
Rose watched Dante, noticing his strange expression that she hadn't seen before... The man was simply too unyielding to show how he felt, especially a King like him, but... "You seem uneasy. Is something wrong?" She asked, seeing the clear concern.
Dante kept his eyes fixed on the witch and the stall. "I feel something... it's not just the smell. There's a strange vibration coming from this ice cream." He murmured, focusing all his mana into his vision to identify what it was...
Alexa, noticing Dante's wary gaze, smiled even more broadly. "Oh, don't worry. Our ice cream is absolutely safe... for those who know how to appreciate it." She said, her smile anything but inviting, even somewhat malicious.
Rose, noticing Dante's discomfort, decided to give the witch's offer a chance. "Let's try it. Ophis, go ahead and choose whatever you want." She said, but Dante... 'This isn't right...'
But the two seemed to care little about what Dante thought... and that was quite bad, especially because of Ophis.
Rose, still standing at the edge of the bubble, struggled to maintain focus. The chaos around her was almost as intense as the pain in her heart. Ophis, with tears in her eyes and her body trembling with fear, clung to Rose, seeking safety amidst the destruction.
"A-a-are you scared?" Rose asked, having never seen Ophis react this way, even with the Vampire King; she had never even trembled before, but now...
"T-t-the witch... s-she brought him," Ophis stammered desperately, her voice filled with panic. "I feel something coming..."
Before Rose could react, Alexa's laughter filled the air again, cruel and victorious. "Kukukuku! See you later, trash!" she exclaimed, waving her arms dramatically, trying to summon a portal to escape. Her eyes shone with a sickly enthusiasm.
"Hmm? It works!" Alexa roared with triumphant joy as the portal formed, a dark, swirling opening in the air. It seemed the witch was about to leave, leaving the destruction behind.
But then, a deep tremor shook the ground. The tremor was so intense that Rose and Ophis lost their balance. The ground around them began to agitate violently, cracks spreading rapidly, and a sense of disintegration swept through the realm.
"It can't be..." Rose murmured as she tried to hold her position and protect Ophis. "What's happening?"
The tremor intensified, the sky darkening, and the horizon distorting. The chaos of the square and the ongoing destruction were now overshadowed by an even more terrifying phenomenon. The surrounding structures crumbled and fused, and the very realm seemed to be collapsing under the enormous force unfolding.
Alexa, her face twisted in surprise and frustration, desperately tried to maintain control of the portal as the tremor intensified the chaos around her. Her expression of victory turned to unease, her malevolent laughter replaced by a look of panic. "What... What is happening to the realm?" she screamed, her voice filled with confusion and despair.
The answer came in the form of a deep, demonic voice that resonated throughout the Vampire realm. "You have a lot of courage..." The voice was grave and threatening, as if emanating from the very bowels of the earth.
In the small crater where Dante had been reduced to a state of devastation, something began to form. The thick, dense black mist started to materialize. It was a dark smoke that seemed to have a life of its own, connecting the fragments of Dante's body and slowly reshaping them into a new form.
The atmosphere around the crater grew heavy with a sinister energy, and the black mist began to envelop the remains of Dante, starting to reconstruct him. The transformation was both terrifying and fascinating, a demonstration of dark and powerful forces in action.
"I hate dealing with useless trash that thinks too highly of itself," the voice continued, with a latent tone of disdain. Each word seemed to vibrate with demonic force, echoing through the realm and intensifying the tremor.
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As the black mist solidified, Dante's form began to take on a new shape, the reconstruction of his body advancing. The energy emanating from the mist seemed to absorb the surrounding destruction, as if reversing the impact of the explosion and gathering Dante's essence into a new form.
Alexa, watching the scene with a mix of surprise and fear, began to understand the true extent of the situation. "It can't be... What's happening to him?" she murmured, her voice trembling as she tried to comprehend the transformation unfolding before her eyes.
A being made of red eyes looked at her, while the entire sky followed the same aspect, with various eyes staring at her...
"A being so insignificant... dared to plot against me... threatening a six-year-old girl?" The demonic sound echoed...
Dante... was furious.