"So... how much do you know about your reincarnations?" Sara, always the most concerned, wanted to know every detail to understand how Dante was handling the situation and if it was affecting him in any way.
"Inside , there's a divided consciousness. I call it alter-Dante; it's like my progenitor's conscious part. He has all the mories of the other progenitors and helps control my entire body and my energy problems. In the case of these mories, my soul was fragnted, and to avoid overloading , he divided the mories into two parts: the visual mories and the experiences.
At the mont, I only know what happened, who I t, and a few other things." Dante paused to catch his breath. "I have the mories, not the experiences, so there's no risk of losing myself or other things that could harm ." Dante comnted with a firm smile while continuing to stroke Aldria's black hair in his lap.
"I see..." Sara murmured, still pondering what Dante had beco... She was a bit uneasy about him having been Lucifer, after all... she was a virtue, and what she knew about Lucifer was much worse than what common people knew... Well, at least she thought so, after all... Angels don't always tell the truth.
Dante noticed the concern in her eyes and tried to reassure her. "I know this is a lot to process, but I remain the sa Dante you all know. My past lives have given a unique perspective, but they haven't changed my essence. I'm still here, with you, facing everything together."
Sara sighed, still trying to assimilate everything. "I just... want to make sure you're okay. I don't want these mories to overwhelm or hurt you."
"I know, Sara. And I appreciate your concern, dear. But I'm fine, really. I have you all by my side, and that's what truly matters." Dante smiled, feeling the weight of his words ease the tension in the air.
All the girls smiled at Dante's reassurance, which was all they needed to hear. They didn't want to marry soone else; they didn't want their husband to be soone other than who he had always been with them. The faces of all these won were filled with mischievous smiles and warm looks.
Morgana was thoughtful in her corner, listening to everything he had to say. In monts like this, she focused on absorbing all the knowledge she heard, especially about a Progenitor, sothing that couldn't always be understood since Progenitors were rare, very rare, and currently, she only knew three... Dante, Vlad, and Lilith.
Nagasawa, with her arms crossed, had so thoughts about Dante that couldn't be spoken. In truth, she was more worried about her own feelings than his. After all, it had been a while since she felt loved or anything like that... She was upset but knew that Dante didn't an any harm.
Aaralyn was also sowhat upset about being expelled from the fight in the main Qliphoth... She felt inadequate to stand by this man; her strength was wavering, and she needed to beco stronger... But how? How could she be stronger? How could she wipe out all enemies before they even threatened her husband? She was possessive...
She wanted to be like an instant nuclear bomb sweeping the battlefield for this man.
As for Velryna, she had no complaints in her mind. In fact, she was the most sane one in the room simply because she was normally human. She didn't have the racing thoughts that vampires had, with their deeper and stronger emotions, nor was she a Succubus, a Dragon, or a Virtue. She was just herself, and she was aware that she wasn't strong, much less a key player.
She was simply herself, and she was happy being that. But she also liked knowing that such a superior man was her husband and loved her...
Regarding Sara... well, she was still worried even with him saying that everything was fine. She knew stories about Lucifer, but it wasn't just that concerning her... The speech Dante had given to Lilith before they returned to the Empire worried her.
She agreed with his objectives of creating a foundation, a place for the large family he was building, so in a way, she accepted it, but she was still cautious and wanted to give him all the support possible.
Vex... well, Vex was Vex... as long as her husband loved her, she would want him more and more, regardless of who he was or who he had been. To her, Dante was Dante, and the rest could explode in the world. She only had one goal, which involved her intimate connection with Dante, filled with raw strength and quick thrusts. And for her, that was enough.
Eldrax, on the other hand... Eldrax was a mystery even to herself. Currently, she was having many thoughts that a teenager might have... Especially indecent thoughts of a Dragon that was constantly evolving... The life of a dragon was quite different from anything one might see.
Ti passed more quickly for her; just months ago, Eldrax had been born, lost her mother, and found this new family, which, despite being quite lively, she liked each mber who at least treated her well. That feeling of loneliness was beginning to fade, and her body seed to be getting lighter and lighter...
Finally, the last woman in that place who could be called a wife... Voralith...
She already knew, she already knew that Dante was him... and even knowing she couldn't run away anymore, she stayed here, with that damn man who proved to her that not even destiny would make him stop chasing her... and now... she just felt like a big fool...
As for the last woman... the one who had been in Dante's lap since the beginning of this discussion... Well... she was just enjoying the years she had lost following a foolish man who didn't deserve her.
"What are we going to do now?" Lilith broke the silence of the silly smiles and intrigued expressions of the won in the room. She looked at Dante, who had already made Aldria fall asleep in his lap.
"I already said, wait for the Council eting," Dante said. "There we can see who is on our side and who is not. Besides... I'm still thinking about what I can do to get stronger. Absorbing demonic energy as cultivation won't work forever." Dante said, making the won look at each other.
"Just continue as you are. You're the type who gets stronger with emotions, there's no point in forcing yourself. And to reach the Grandmaster level with your spear, it will still take a long ti. You'd have to fight another Grandmaster to learn about the next stage..." Voralith said, the most knowledgeable on the subject since she had lived for thousands of years.
"Besides, you still have the mories of Azi Dahaka, so why are you asking sothing like this? You should know, you were the Overlord of the Pri Sector."
"The Overlord who was defeated and killed," Dante replied, breaking Voralith's confident expression. "I don't want to be rude, but those mories don't help at all with training. Without the feelings and experiences, it's just sitting and ditating. Besides, I'm not a progenitor of a race in this life. I wasn't created to be a fighter like my forr self." He smiled at her.
"Unless you can turn into a dragon, since I'm made from your essence. In simple theory, you're my mother, my dear wife." Dante said, teasing her.
Voralith huffed but couldn't help but smile. "You always find a way to turn the situation around, don't you?"
"I do my best," Dante replied, still with a mischievous smile. "But seriously, we need a solid strategy. The Council eting is our best chance to understand the situation and form alliances. And as for my training, I'll find a way to strengthen myself that makes sense to , even if it's not traditional."
"We're here to support you, Dante," Velryna said. "No matter how you choose to get stronger, we'll be by your side."
"That's right," Morgana added, finally coming out of her thoughtful state. "We're in this together, and we'll find a way to help you beco stronger."
"So let's prepare for the Council eting," Dante declared. "And in the anti, I'll keep exploring new ways of training. With all of you by my side, I know we can face any challenge."
The won nodded as they listened to Velryna speak, and Dante smiled at them. "Thank you for your support... but before we move forward... we have many things to sort out, so it's not just who needs to get stronger..." Dante said. "We'll deal with that later... for now...
Can soone tell if you managed to contact that crazy woman?" Dante asked, looking at Morgana, who was the only one with interdinsional communication.
"Don't look at like that, that idiot is in the werewolf realm, and she hasn't returned or answered my calls, even though I said you wanted her here," Morgana said with a shrug. "Well, she must have her reasons... but it would be good if she were here... Despite being rough, she knows how to train people." Dante's words sank into the won's minds, and a ripple of anxiety spread.
"D-D-Dante! Y-you're not going to make us train with Valentina, are you?" The first to speak was Vex, stamring as she spoke. Well... she wasn't too fond of training. "Hmm? Of course, you have to get stronger and there's a Grandmaster here.
What did you expect? That I would train you? I have to train too."
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