Rise of Monarch on Hell

"Let the new era begin," Dante declared, his voice reverberating like thunder that tore through the very fabric of Hell. The energy emanating from him felt like a whirlwind of pure authority, sweeping away the chaos around him.

Alter-Dante, who stood beside the throne, smiled with a mixture of satisfaction and resignation. "It seems the time has finally come," he remarked, his voice filled with pride and nostalgia. He crossed his arms, watching Dante with an almost paternal gaze. "Finally, you've become what you were always meant to be. Now, it's just you."

With those words, Alter-Dante began to disappear, his body fragmenting into shining flakes of black and red energy. The fragments floated in the air for a moment before being drawn toward Dante, merging with him.