'What now?'
Staring at the vast sky, Dante lay on the snow while straining his mind.
He didn't want to be among people anymore, not before he could fix the problem of his misfortune.
It might take him weeks, months, or years. But he didn't care. Considering that his bloodlines and stats would increase his lifespan, enduring a few years to have a happy, guiltless life for decades was manageable.
'But what about the Sin of Greed?'
He also had to find a way to deal with the centipede. He had only four years, according to the dark entity. After that, he'd have to expect a mental invasion at any moment. He'd certainly wait for Dante to be at his lowest before striking.
And the dark entity himself was another problem. He made Dante open his eyes to the real dangers of this world.
'I can't kill one of the darkness monsters, and the dark entity was ruling over thousands of them. An entire town is about to be erased because of a hidden Ether treasure.'
