XXII
So a war between the Olympian Gods and the demi broke out, Dante and Hannah were nowhere in sight leaving the 8 fledgling demis to their own. With Yōko leading them, Yumi was a ferocious force to be reckoned with along with her lover beside her. Yoshino asked to face off Ares, the man that give her the demi power, and a power she never wanted or care to have in the first place. Thankfully, Athena took no interest in petty squabble and chose not to join her foolish brother, to her eyes Ares is but an arrogant fool and she hope this would teach him a lesson that he would never soon to forget.
In the end, neither side held victory as many perished and few still standing. The world around them was for not, a young world failed to mature as the gods failed to realize that their times were long past and man no longer belief in them. When it all ended, the children of the gods came out victorious surviving the brutal war and wondered what happened to Dante and Hannah as they're nowhere around a day before the battle until now.
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"It's a shame that they're all still alive," the voice behind the mask said to Dante, who stood next to the dimly lit candle. "Indeed, shall I take them out?" Dante asked her voice void of emotion. "No need, you've served my mother well and helped me succeed." There was an eerie paused as the person behind the mask got up and moved closer to Dante, clad in leather armor and hiding behind the mask, a hand snaked out and grabbed Dante by the throat in an attempt to crush her wind pipe. "My reward for your loyalty," the masked person said roughly lifting Dante off her feet.
"You're forgot your place and who you're talking to child," Dante said grabbing onto the hand on her throat and crushed the bones of that hand causing her opponent to let go of her. "How disappointing," Dante continued turning away but in a split second she did a round-house kick knocking the masked person onto the floor. "How pitiful, I thought you would be able to overcome your thirst for power and rise above even the gods, but I was wrong. Maybe you're not the one I was looking for," Dante said kneeling down to the masked person. "Right now, your friends and the woman you love, they will all forget you. Soon, you will not remember them or who you are, maybe then all of you can live life like all those mortals. A job well done Yumi, and this is my last act of kindness to you my favorite student." Dante continued removing the mask and put her hand over Yumi's face letting surge of statics pass from her hand over to the girl's head.
When she woke up, Yumi couldn't even recall her name or her surroundings. Everything looked to unfamiliar to her somehow, staggering out of the small house, she was greeted with the blinding morning sun and a young woman with long midnight tresses watering the plants in the front yard. The other woman looked up and smiled at Yumi, they talked for a moment and soon exchanged laughters. But they're too far away to be heard by anyone, there were a few other houses that stood further away from one another. The people living in those houses have a quiet life, content with the land they got as they plow the field and raise livestock as a way to keep them from going hungry.
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"Why did you use them?" Hannah asked as she stood watching over the vast land below with houses few and far from each other. "I do not use them; they are of no use to me. If I wanted to kill the gods, it would be like squashing a bug." Dante replied as she packed supplies onto the horses for the long journey ahead of them. "Then why did you let Yumi believed that she could destroy the gods in order to bring about a new era?" Hannah asked still watching the young couple working hard out in the field oblivious to their present. "You even helped her in stirring up troubles," Hannah added a long moment afterward when no answer came from the other woman. "When you live as long as I have, a little entertainment isn't such a bad idea. But when Yumi considered me as one of the gods, she immediately plotted to kill me as soon as everything was over to show that she doesn't need a god's help. I am no god, and that was her only mistake that caused the entertainment to come to an abrupt ending." Dante replied calmly as usual.
"A shame really, she could be the champion of her era and led her friends into a godless age." Dante added after she got on her horse. "Then what? You will destroy them afterward, don't you?" Hannah asked turning around to look at her lover straight in the eyes. There was something different about those eyes; the left had turned deep blue and the right crimson red. "Time waits for no one, it continued to move forward and people continued to be consumed by lust and greed. When madness comes for them, there's nothing they or anyone can do to stop it and time will forever march on forward." Dante said. "But love, time can slow down and be merciful," Hannah said climbing up onto her own horse. "Would you want me to kill them slowly as an act of mercy?" Dante asked with a quirked brow. "You're right…" Hannah murmured as she gave the horse a light jab to get it moving.
Dante had been merciful, she let them lived instead of taking their lives she took their powers and memories. Dante was never known to be merciful to anyone, and Hannah should know that better than anyone else could. In all the years she known and loved Dante, she never once questioned the woman's decision and never known of her origin until now. The vague information Dante divulged was all the clues that gave Hannah a sense of who Dante really is, indeed time stop for no one just as Dante who never stay at one place for too long. Dante always seemed to be wearing a strange hourglass necklace and never took it off, and her power was like a never ending flow of ether.
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A/N: Sorry for the short ending and the time it took to wrap it up. I got more but then everything went blank and I lost my vision as to where the story was heading. Again, apologies to you guys for not having a more thrilling tale, but when my brain decided not to stay focus on a story I lost all interest in coming up with what's happening next. Gomen ne~