'...Not again.'
Dante couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity at his current situation.
It was the same when the dark entity toyed with him.
It was the same when Greed controlled his body.
He couldn't move, he couldn't talk, he couldn't fight, he couldn't resist.
Even the parasite was frozen with him.
He couldn't even commit suicide. The same thing every single time.
'Why are they all obsessed with turning me into this state? Do they share the same brain cells?' Dante wondered while scanning the figure in front of him, seeing that the shadow looming over him became smaller.
He was a man with a long beard, wearing a straw hat on his head and an eye patch covering his right eye.
As for his clothes, he wore unbuttoned shirt, revealing his metallic grey skin and refined muscles. And he wore simple shorts for his lower half alongside a pair of casual… sandals?
