"I will go with you," the man said, looking at his father, who had a pensive expression... How could he not be? The world was in crisis not long ago.
"I'm not sure if it's a good idea, son," the giant said, looking at his son, who seemed somewhat worried.
"I'm sure you remember what you did years ago... Angering someone like him was a mistake. We already know what happened to Adam Smith. What guarantees he won't come for revenge against you?" The Giant King looked at him with clear doubts, already aware of what was at stake if that man still held a grudge.
The world had recently faced a crisis, and the consequences were still reverberating in every corner.
"Even if it's a meeting to discuss the effects of the invasion on our world, Vlad's order has been given... Dante Scarlet is now on a level above all other rulers," Orion said as he scratched his chin, correctly pondering what could be done.
"I'll be honest with you, my son. If he antagonizes you, our Kingdom will abandon you." He spoke without hesitation; after all, they were a race of warriors.
"I completely understand," Forki replied.
Orion Dalafor, the Giant King, observed his son with a serious expression.
The room was silent, only the sound of the wind howling in the distant mountains interrupted the heavy silence that hung between them. Despite his youth, Forki displayed a maturity and determination that did not go unnoticed by his father.
Orion sighed deeply, feeling the weight of the words he had just spoken. "Forki, you understand what is at stake here, don't you? Dante Scarlet is no ordinary opponent. He has transcended all of us in power and influence. If he decides that you are an enemy, our Kingdom will have no choice but to withdraw. I can't risk everyone's safety because of a past mistake."
Forki maintained his firm posture, his eyes fixed on his father's. "I understand, father. But running away is not the answer. If Dante holds a grudge, then I need to face it. I can't live in the shadow of a mistake I made years ago. If he comes after me, I'll be ready.
And if the Kingdom abandons me, then I'll face the consequences. But I would rather fight than hide."
Orion, impressed by his son's determination, nodded slowly. "You speak like a true giant, Forki. But remember, this battle won't be like the others. If there is a confrontation, it will be unlike anything we've ever faced. Be prepared for the consequences."
Forki took a deep breath, fully aware of the challenge ahead. "I will be, Father. I'll prepare myself and ensure that if Dante comes, he will have no reason to consider me an enemy."
Orion watched his son for a long moment before stepping closer and placing a firm hand on his shoulder. "You are strong, Forki. And I trust you. But know that if the worst happens, you won't be alone. Even if the Kingdom has to step back, I... will stand by your side."
Forki felt the weight of the promise in his father's words. He knew that Orion was not a man to make promises lightly. With a nod, Forki replied, "Thank you, Father. That means a lot to me."
...
"So... do you still want revenge?" Lilith asked. Since she had granted Dante the authority of Demon King, she had seen a lot through his eyes, and she had watched him for a long time... "Isn't that... childish?" she questioned. She had seen many people angry, but Dante?
Dante was different...
But they are not independent entities; they are divine characteristics that follow their own line of reincarnation," Lilith explained. "I am a Goddess because I took control of a dimension and am a progenitor, but I don't have divine power, only demonic. Do you understand what I mean?" she asked, and Dante nodded.
"You're not a true goddess, but a Goddess worshipped by people... The demons see you as a goddess, so you're a representation of one... That sounds confusing," Dante said. He had met several gods when he was the Dragon Progenitor, including Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi...
"So the archangels..." Dante murmured, and she nodded, "All of them are considered Gods of each virtue. Of course, there are exceptions like Lucifer... He's no longer a god but a Sin, so now he represents Pride, a Demon King..." she explained, and Dante nodded.
"So there's no other way... I'll have to speak directly with the Heavenly Father," Dante murmured, and Lilith's eyes widened in shock. "What do you mean, speak with the Heavenly Father?!" she asked, alarmed.
"Hm? We need to talk. Did you know that he and I are friends? He even took your ex-husband's soul to heaven. It wasn't a fair exchange, but I gave him a good reward after he returned my beautiful Sara to me," Dante said confidently. Lilith looked at him, analyzing what he meant by "friends."
"Why are you staring at me?" Dante asked.
"I just hope you don't want to have a gay romance with the Heavenly Father," Lilith said, shrugging, and Dante almost vomited just hearing that.
"What the hell, woman! Don't confuse me with... your succubi!" he said, searching for a less offensive way to respond.
"Hm? Since you like turning into a woman, I find it funny that you don't have any men in your harem. I remember clearly when you were a perfect clone of that dragon, what was his name again... hmm... Ah! Ziriel!
Yes! It was fun watching you, you know? I miss seeing you in complicated situations," she said mischievously, for the first time...
"S-Shut up! It's the fault of the Spiritual King and that administrator! It wasn't my choice, okay?" Dante said, completely embarrassed, making Lilith even happier seeing his reaction.
"Despite everything, you're still a child inside... Oh great supreme dragon progenitor, overlord and ruler of everything!" she said, as if exalting his greatness!
"S-You shrew!" he yelled, quickly standing up and appearing in front of her. "You're going to suffer!" Before Lilith could escape... it was too late...
When she realized... her skirt was lifted, exposing her soft, pale buttocks to Dante, as she lay over his lap like a mischievous child...
"W-Wait!" she said before...
"Kyaaa!" She felt Dante's hand smack her butt hard... "I'm going to punish the funny goddess who likes to play too much with words!" Dante said, and again.
"KYAAAA!" she screamed, as her slightly pale buttocks began to turn red, highlighting the palm of Dante's hand in a totalizing red...
"Another one!" he shouted, and "YAAA!" she screamed again...
Well... it was more moans than screams of pain, really...
"Masoquist!" Dante yelled.