Well, hello there, everybody.

Didn't think that I would actually want to do this but here I am, right?

Anyway, what you are reading is not a joke. This is a Taimanin Asagi/Dante's Inferno Crossover and while you guys might known the Taimanin series, basically being a hentai about sexy women in tight bodysuits fighting demons and a lot of NSFW around the whole thing, you also might want to know what the hell is Dante's Inferno.

To clarify, Dante's Inferno is basically a video game adaptation of Divine Comedy where it is also considered to be a God of War clone of sort, meaning that it is an M-Rated Story with a lot of blood, gore, sexual displays, disturbing subject matter, lots of nudity and of course, epic actions, epic bosses and of course, just everything.

I know that people around would think of it as a rip-off of God of War and we already had someone named Dante in the video game, barring that reboot one, but I still quite like it because really, can you actually call it a rip-off if it's that good and if it is a rip off, then can God of War had the level of gore and nudity as Dante's Inferno.

Yes, I also know that God of War has nude women in the games, especially it's sex scenes but none of that now, please.

Also, this also takes inspiration from 'blazeinferno4' with his 'tachinowarui saga book 6: taimanin asagi' and...

Look, just see it to believe it is if you thought about it and as I stated before, if you have any stories that are in concept but poor in execution, a wasted potential that could have done better with great writing, let me know in the comments below.

Anyway, on with the story.

Disclaimer: I do not own Taimanin Asagi, Dante's Inferno and 'tachinowarui saga book 6: taimanin asagi' by blazeinferno4'. They belong to their respective owners.

Enjoy.

My name is Dante Alighieri, and I am many things—a warrior and veteran of the Third Crusade, a loving potential husband to my betrothed, Beatrice, and finally, a sinner whose soul is as black as night. I believed I could absolve my sins through bloodshed, thinking that the Bishop's blessing could patch my tattered conscience. But I was a fool, and my journey through the Nine Circles of Hell was meant to cleanse my spirit. I confronted the embodiment of evil itself, Lucifer, and vanquished him. Yet, instead of ascending to be with my beloved Beatrice, I awakened in an alley, disoriented.

I stood there, clad in my Crusader armor—faded but still dignified. My scythe, a weapon I took from Death himself, felt familiar in my grip, and the weight of the Cross from Beatrice hung heavy around my neck. The flickering shadows of this new world sent shivers down my spine.

Suddenly, a woman's anguished scream cut through the air, snapping me back from my thoughts. "HELP ME!"

With a surge of adrenaline, I sprinted toward the sound, heart racing. What I found turned my blood to molten fury—ugly creatures, grotesque and monstrous, tearing at her clothing. My instincts sharpened as fury ignited within me. "Unhand that woman this instant!" I bellowed, scythe raised high.

The creatures laughed, dismissive of my threat. "Beat it, prick," one sneered. But I took no heed; I swung my scythe, cleaving through them with the grace and precision born from years of battle. One by one, they fell, leaving only lifeless husks behind.

I approached the woman, trying to assuage her terror. "Are you alright, madam?" I asked gently.

She trembled, eyes wide. "I… I'm scared."

"It's alright now," I comforted, offering her a steady hand. "You're safe." To my surprise, she threw her arms around me, tears streaming down her cheeks. I held her close, whispering reassurances, but underneath it all, my mind was racing.

"What are those creatures?" I murmured, directing my question towards her as she regained her composure.

"D-demons," she stammered, still shaken. "They've been appearing in Japan for years, killing men… violating women. I was escaping from a penthouse when they caught me."

Demons? This whole situation felt like a cruel twist of fate. My heart hardened as she spoke of their atrocities. "There is a penthouse?" I asked, piecing together her words. "Where these demons are holding women captive?"

"Yes," she nodded, eyes glistening with fear and desperation. "It's just a block from here, a fortress run by a powerful demon."

A swell of righteous indignation surged within me. "Thank you for your courage in telling me," I said, resolute. "You must leave. Find safety."

As she scurried away, I felt the weight of destiny settle on my shoulders. I readied my scythe, my heart ablaze with purpose; I would confront this demon lord with every scintilla of strength I possessed.

"Wait!" she called back, her voice trembling. "What's your name?"

I hesitated, but then straightened my back, standing tall as I faced the grim fate that awaited me. "I am Dante Alighieri. A Crusader who defends the weak and innocent from all evil."

And with that, I stepped forward into the night, embracing the chaos of a world where darkness thrived, and I would be the flame to cast it out.

Well, hope you guys are having fun with the prologue. Sorry that it is short but it is the prologue so, I guess I should give it a slow start.

Anyway, if you have anymore ideas, especially anything from 'blazeinferno4', let me know in the comments below because seriously, I like it better when what I did, I at least don't make it cliche and on the nose on how much of a self-insert power fantasy it is.

Also, do give more ideas on what I should do to the overall story and let me know in the comments below.

As always...

Ciao...