Dreamworld

 

Dante's pov:

 

 

'My body feels heavy; is something weighing me down?' I thought, trying to find out what was wrong. I tried lifting my head up, but all my efforts failed. My eyes are the only things that respond, and the environment I see, although familiar, weakens me.

 

'Not this place again, I moaned. This place was a nightmare for me. It was full of only bad memories. The last time was not pleasant, and I didn't, in any circumstance, want to go through this again. I was sobbing, still immobilized on the mirror-like floor. I still can't seem to get why I wind up here sometimes.

 

"It's All Your Fault"

 

A voice out of nowhere echoed through the void. All of a sudden, I felt free and stood up. I tried looking for where the voice came from, but I couldn't until it spoke again.

 

"It's All Your Fault"

 

Quickly, I tried asking the voice "what it meant", but it ignored me and went on to say

 

"You Killed Me," it pauses and goes on saying.

 

"You Killed Me," "Why?"

 

The voice gets deeper.

 

"I was just like you, you know? In Everything, Even Purpose"

 

Suddenly, I see Bao. My heart leaps. I am so terrified. He is still in his corrupted form, and this pains me more. He cries and cries, asking me why I killed him. I was speechless as my heart tightened and my lungs clamped together. I can't breathe normally anymore. I gasp deeper, but my lungs can't grasp air. A tear dropped from my eye. I fall to my knees, realizing that I just took away all his hopes of ever achieving his dreams. I keep my head down and shut my eyes.

'I truly am a failure. I say it within me: 'I feel so useless. Why can't I do anything right in my fuckin' life?'

 

Bao's flames fume stronger, and he transforms into something that breaks my heart totally. My father. I see my father in the corrupted form he was in when he killed Mom. My emotions start pouring out, and I yell.

 

"Why are you doing this to me?" I roared out as tears started pouring out of my eyes, and I clenched my chest. I whispered it this time. "Why are you doing this to me?"

 

As all my energy had left me. I feel myself getting dizzy; my head gets light, and I start blacking out.

 

Instantly, a large mirror appears, and strings of chains roll out from it. It wraps so suddenly around my father, and he yells abruptly and starts resisting so violently, but the chain doesn't give in. In a flash, I notice something: I see shades of death in between my father's own. At this point, it becomes clear that something else was the pioneer of all these images that made me feel this way.

 

 

The chains wrap tighter, and this time death fully emerges. He shouts harshly, his voice beast-like.

 

"NO, NO, NOOOOOO" By this time, he is in front of the mirror and tries to hold on to the mirror's sides, but it is futile. He ends up getting sucked into the mirror. The strange being tries to say something, but I fail to hear it. It was almost like it didn't want me to hear it.

 

In the blink of an eye, he was gone, and strange white symbols appeared on the mirror. It was like something I had seen before, but I couldn't remember where. Instantly, my body jerked, and I blacked out. I felt like I was falling into an abyss, but this time I felt safe. I feel relief, and I leave my body to go wherever it wants to.

 

 

 

Father Alfred Pov:

 

 

I see that the bracelet fully absorbs the markings on Dante's right hand. I feel relief as I can no longer sense the ominous mana coming from Dante.

"Seems like it worked," I sighed. "At least all my hard work hadn't gone to waste."

I give Dante a hard look before leaving the room to go help the others. "Now that's done, it's time to deal with this mess."

 

 

 

Authors Pov: 

 

 

The students were fighting the hamji with the last iota of strength they had left. Trinity, Rin, and the three other students had their energy levels almost depleted; they were bruised to an extent, but they still wouldn't stop. Trinity moved into a slicing position as her eyes started to blaze out in glowing cyan mana.

 

"Valdigo!" Trinity swung her two blades out, releasing energy at the hamji, but as the blast slammed at the beast, its gigantic horns were severed. But this made the hamji roar out in anger.

 

"Trinity, let's do it!" Rin said, while coating herself in her flaming aura. Trinity joined her, and both their chronicles started to share the same color and glow, which was a mixture of cyan and golden red.

 

"Everyone retreat back!" Luca called out, ordering everyone to retreat, as Trinity and Rin joined both their manas together as they both pointed their hands towards the hamji.

 

"Together now!" They both chanted, and the ground beneath them cracked under the combined pressure of both men's presence.

 

Magic technique: full concentration'

 

"What is going on with them?" The big-built teenager with the blue aura questioned this scene as Luca came up towards him with a very serious expression on his face.

 

"They're combining their mana together to create a more formidable attack. With Rin's order over the element of fire and the senior trinity's holy magic, a new flame is born into existence—one that contains the true essence of pure mana. And that is the white flame." Luca stared at the unfolding scene.

 

"Holy INFERNO!" They both cast simultaneously, blasting a torrent of white fire that guttered the giga hamji, almost driving it back and burning it beyond cinder. But then....

 

The monster's eyes just got redder, and he roared. as it absorbed the whole flame around its very being into the tip of his mouth and released it back at them, until it had fully overcome Trinity and Rin.

 

"Trinity! Rin!" Mark and Luca called out, trying to reach them, but couldn't due to the hot flames.

 

As the blast got near them, they waited for impact. But it didn't come. Trinity and Rin opened their eyes, ready to see what in hell had saved them from the attack. But lo and behold.

 

 

Father Alfred was in front of them. No one knows how he blocked the attack thrown at them, but they were sure about the golden chronicle that glowed miraculously in front of them.

 

The hamji quickly felt frustrated and blasted another flame in their path, but this time Father Alfred used his chronicle to absorb it. In a split second, everyone at the scene saw a blinding light leave the chronicle in the path of the monster. Before they could know what had happened. They saw the monster split in half.

 

The students especially couldn't believe their eyes; they rubbed their eyes to make sure it wasn't a dream. And surprising for them, it wasn't. They all watched in awe as Father Alfred showed his insane superiority in seconds. What they did for hours and weren't successful at... Father Alfred did it in seconds and still aced it. Now they were sure of how he got the name. It wasn't a mystery anymore; he lived up to the title.

 

Alfred looked up to the skies, but only he could see him. The pressure they felt at the time was unimaginable; it started to make some of the students around them go unconscious. There was no doubt it was him; it couldn't be anyone else but the 11th executioner.

 

"So it is true. I was right. He resides here. And if that is so, then that means the boy is present." The 11th executioner said this with a sinister smile as he kept staring down into the eyes of Father Alfred. But then he turned his head towards a particular room in the hostel—Dante's room. "I see..."

 

He then pointed his right hand towards the room and extended his index finger, as suddenly a small orb of black launched out, shattering the barrier over it, as this had alerted Father Alfred to roar out.

 

"NOOOOOO!" Father Alfred turned his now glowing eyes towards the orb, and in an instant, the orb vanished before it could reach Dante's room window. Father Alfred had teleported the orb into the forest near by, as a wide-scale explosion took out a whole section of the trees. That bastard, Father Alfred thought, as he was now driven into rage.

 

"You dare try to harm my students and The very boy I consider as my son." Father Alfred's very being and appearance started to glitch into an ominous armored knight... But then flickered back, as a light blasted towards the 11th executioner at lightspeed—so fast that the 11th executioner couldn't dodge it all on time but managed to clear away from it.

 

Though the executioner still suffered a cut around his shoulder, he stared at Father Alfred in anger and awe.

 

'incredible.... So he truly deserves the title given to him. Fighting him right here won't be wise. But trust me, I will kill you and that Azul vessel one day— Alfred Sarutobi, the living saint. The 11th then vanished out of sight, but Father just kept his gaze on the heavens. With his mana presence vanishing back to normal.

 

"I don't care if you come after my life. But harm any of my students or the boy. Then I assure you that even your monarch... will know true fear."