Game of the Destiny

Energy blast, Dante's out of control.

Gustave had gathered every bit of information he could get about the leaders of the other races in this game. One of them was Alarik who was the leader of the werewolf race, which was a strong competitor besides the vampire race and other races.

In the previous Game of the Destiny, the werewolf race had suffered several defeats in missions related to each other with the human race. This of course becomes a grudge for the werewolf race.

"The fire prince earlier managed to hinder the werewolves and prevent them from gaining points in the game!" Gustave explained.

"As we know, in every defeat, Nidhug will punish their home world in the form of a small disaster!" added Gustave.

Hearing that explanation Dante began to understand why the man named Alarik seemed to dislike him so much.

"Just like you, the leaders this time are the second generation of the previous leaders. That's why we also don't know for sure how strong each of the race leaders is this time!" said Gustave.

"But I will explain a little about what power we will face in each race!" added Gustave.

"That's good. Explain simply!" Dante knew he didn't have much time to understand it thoroughly.

Gustave started his explanation with the dwarf race, they have the same shape as humans, but their bodies tend to be smaller. Their average height was only half that of the human race, but their physical strength was many times that of the human race. They also have basic magical abilities in the form of attack and healing magic. But more focused on their physical strength. This time the leader of the Dwarves race was a man named Grandal, while their home world had the name 'Beag' which means 'small'.

"They are very skilled in the field of weapon-making. We can't underestimate them!" said Gustave. He gave a signal to Dante and showed the man who was the leader of the Dwarf race this time.

The man was only half the height of Dante. He had a beard on his face, was stocky, and wore a full suit of armor made of high-quality metal with two large ax blades placed on his back.

Dante could feel a great aura emanating from the man.

Gustave continued his information. Now he turned to the orc race. Having a height above the human race and other races, visually the orc race is seen as a race that has power far from the others. Their physical strength is of course very great. They could compete in this with the Dwarf race, it was impossible to determine which was stronger in physical strength between the two races.

The stature of the orc race was terrifying, they had huge fangs sticking out of their mouths, some towering upwards, while some towering downwards. It was snub-nosed and had a face that was a mix of a pig and a monkey and could be said to be ugly.

Their strength was evident in their physique, possessing attack and healing magic, but that was not their forte. Acting more brutally was the hallmark of the orc race. Their leader this time was called Holdorf. The world they came from was named 'Barlang' which means 'cave'.

Dante tries to steal glances at the man, Holdorf has Dante's double body, shabby appearance, and pig nose with pointy ears. A big mace is his weapon.

Once again, his aura was no less sinister than the leader of the Dwarf race. Making Dante could only swallow his saliva.

Next up is the goblin race. They have bodies like pygmy races, green skin with pointed noses, and wide pointed ears. Normal physical strength is like the human race, but their magical abilities are enough to be reckoned with. Goblin races tend to be obsessed with jewelry or something shiny. That's why this race often enters the human dimension illegally. They often steal gold, silver, and other shiny objects.

The leader of the goblin race this time was called Ragnus, he looked cunning. A stooped body with a distended stomach. He has a spear as his weapon. The world they come from is called 'Groente' which means 'green'.

Dante was worried, he felt that the goblin race would also be very troublesome.

Turning to the leader of the elf race, her name is Laulora, she is the only female leader among the other race leaders. The elf race is very skilled in archery, they have bodies like normal humans but can change their bodies into small spirit forms at will. Their healing magic was great. The elf race has a beautiful face with pointed ears. The world they came from was named 'Baum' which means 'tree'.

Until Gustave's explanation came to the two races that were considered the most superior to the others, they were the werewolf race and the vampire race. As is well known, the leader of the werewolf race is Alarik. An athletic man with long hair and a handsome face. The werewolf race can transform into a hybrid form. They will gain power many times over when entering that mode. Possessing healing magic from birth, melee combat is their forte, and speed in movement is almost unmatched. The werewolf race comes from a world called 'Mois' which means 'moon'.

And the last is the race that is considered the most superior to the others. It is a vampire race, with a leader named Lazarus. A very mysterious man. Pale skin and has a very handsome face. The vampires' bodies didn't look as athletic as werewolves, but their abilities were impressive. Can perform melee teleportation, mind control, and the power of telekinesis. They can also recover themselves instantly. Comes from a world called 'Dhiig' which means 'blood'.

Right after the explanation was over, a blizzard suddenly came and hit the area where they had gathered.

Dante tried to keep his footing, while his soldiers began to struggle to maintain their ranks.

"He's coming!" said Gustave.

"Who?" asked Dante, struggling to survive the blizzard.

"Lord Nidhug!" Gustave replied.

The storm hit the seven races gathered there, but only the human race seemed overwhelmed, while the other races seemed to be firmly standing on their respective footings. This proves the enormous disparity of mankind.

The storms began to coalesce and form a snow vortex. Without warning, the leaders of each race immediately walked over to Hvergelmir's well.

Dante who saw him immediately did the same thing, he was quite panicked because he didn't know what to do.

The other race leaders immediately knelt on one knee right in front of Hvergelmir's well, and once again Dante could only follow suit. It seems that the storm is a harbinger of Nidhug's arrival.

The leaders of each race began to release the energy that was within themselves.

Lazarus emitted intense jet-black energy, causing the ground he was standing on to start to churn. While Alarik emits gray energy that puts strong pressure on the area, followed by Laulora who emits white energy, Ragnus with green energy, Holdorf with brown energy, and Grandal with yellow energy.

Each of the race leaders gave off an aura that enveloped each of them. Puts great pressure on that area. Of the many soldiers, some fell unconscious because they were unable to withstand the burst of energy.

Of the umpteenth race leaders gathered, only Dante didn't do the same. The man didn't even know how to do it.

The soldiers of mankind looked confused, some started whispering to each other, they doubted Dante's worthiness as the leader of mankind this time. Meanwhile, Gustave seemed to be waiting patiently.

Now all eyes were on Dante. He was the only race leader who didn't exert the energy he had.

Dante was starting to break out in a cold sweat. All he had to do now was find a way to squeeze out the energy he had.

The other race leaders glared at Dante, which they did back then was a must. It was a welcoming ritual for Nidhug's arrival.

Alarik grinned at Dante.

"What are you doing loser!" said Alarik provokingly.

Dante didn't answer those words. He closed his eyes. He tried to focus on himself.

"Please, burn it!" Dante muttered to himself.

"Burn it, bastard!" Dante started cursing.

Suddenly a mysterious voice began to sound from inside his head. Dante didn't even know how that strange voice seemed to whisper in his mind.

"Okay, if that's what you want!" said the mysterious voice.

At that very instant a great energy surged within him, Dante even felt an intense heat in his chest.

Dante grimaced because he could not hold back the heat that seemed to start to burn his body.

Boooooooooom...

An extremely powerful burst of energy was released from his body.

The energy kept gushing out massively from Dante's body, he couldn't even control it at all. The surge of energy made the temperature in the area soar dramatically. it wasn't just an aura like the other race leaders gave off. Dante's aura was blackish red and emitted very hot air.

"What's with that aura!" said Lazarus. He felt a very strong pressure due to the energy overflowing from Dante's body.

Feeling very annoyed, Alarik immediately looked away from Dante, he did not want to see how the man showed off his strength.

"Bastard boy!" said Alarik irritably.

Dante's eyes started to turn white. The man's consciousness was now at its limit. Meanwhile, a mysterious voice lodged in his brain kept bothering him.

"Go ahead and burn them all!" said the mysterious voice that lodged in Dante's brain.

"Isn't this too much!" Laulora said.

"That man almost lost consciousness!" added the woman.

The other race leaders wore a variety of different expressions, some looking as cynical as Alarik, but some looking to respond calmly. Especially, Lazarus is a very cold man.

******

Dante was in his subconscious. At that time he was walking in very thick darkness. He didn't even have the slightest bit of vision. He only heard heavy breathing.

"Damn you Sigurd descendant!" said the mysterious voice that stuck in his brain.

"Who are you?" shouted Dante.

"Damn you Sigurd descendant!" said the voice again.

Dante started to feel pain in his head. It was like an extremely heavy pressure hit directly on his head.

Dante fell, he tried to feel whatever he could, but the darkness was so thick he couldn't do anything right.

Dante started screaming, he held his head with both hands.

"Stop…please stop all this…!" shouted Dante.

Laughter began to echo through the dark room, making it even harder for Dante to hold on.

"Give back what you took!" said the mysterious voice again.

Dante no longer answered, he could only hold his head tightly with both hands. He continued to whimper in pain.

A pair of eyes suddenly appeared amidst the pitch black darkness. His eyes were so big, even Dante was only as big as his pupils.

Instantly the darkness broke. Dante seemed to have teleported into the valley with hot magma flowing and burning the entire area.

Dante who has regained his sense of sight is now trying to get up, although the pain is still stabbing in his head, he is more focused on the drastic change in the situation. He seemed to move from one dimension to another.

Dante felt the heat start to radiate from his feet. The hot magma now seemed to crawl slowly and continued to spread until it devoured almost all sides of his body. Dante looked down at his slowly melting hand. Until the moment when the hot magma began to spread to the neck. Dante felt very hopeless. Yelling won't even do any good. The man's eyes were now turning a deep red, and Dante was about to lose consciousness.

Just as his entire body was about to be devoured by magma, Dante suddenly felt a chill that came from nowhere. The cold air hit his face, spread throughout his body, and devoured the hot magma that had previously burned the man's body. The valley that was originally filled with magma instantly turned into a valley filled with snow and ice.

"Dante, wake up!" said a very familiar voice.

"I knew you could do it!" said the voice again. Dante knew who the voice belonged.

"Rose!" Dante opened his eyes. The voice woke him up right then and there.

A very beautiful woman was now right in front of Dante. Their faces were so close, that Dante could see how beautiful his blue eyes were like ice crystals. The woman has long snow-white hair, beautiful eyelashes, and thin lips, her beauty is matchless, Dante even thinks that she is an angel.

The woman's hand touched Dante's face, her cheeks cold and frozen from the touch. It seemed that it was the woman who suppressed the unrestrained energy that Dante was releasing.

Dante looked around, chaos had ensued, where he was standing at that moment left a huge hole due to a huge explosion.

"What happened?" mumbled Dante.

At that time the leaders of other races seemed to be preparing to attack Dante. while the soldiers of the human race were surrounded by all the soldiers of the other races.

Dante glanced at Gustave, the captain seemed cornered at the time.

For a moment Dante looked away, the beautiful woman's body seemed to be eroded and slowly turned into a vortex of a blizzard. Dante was surprised to see the woman now suddenly appear and float just above the well of Hvergelmir.

The woman raised one of her hands, creating a huge blizzard with electric current flowing around her.

Wuuuuuuuuusssszzz...

The storm rumbled violently. all the races that were in the sacred valley immediately fell silent and began to prostrate without being given a clue. The leaders of each race who were originally ready to launch their attacks on Dante also did the same. They gave up their intention and immediately prostrated like the others,

"Who's he?" Dante fell and knelt,

He was unable to withstand the pressure of the strong energy emanating from the woman.

"Nidhug?" asked Dante.