Peace

Dante observed the desolate landscape around them, absorbing every word of Lilith, his gaze now more attentive. Hell, in its entirety, seemed to be crumbling, fragmented without the authority that once maintained its order. For him, this meant a new playing field, a new opportunity to test his own power, but it also meant he would have to deal with the chaos in a more meticulous way than before.

"Unifying Hell, huh? Hmm," he said, his voice carrying an unsettling curiosity. "That would be quite a change. But you're right, Hell can't stay like this. No guardians, no structure... the demons are playing by their own rules, and that's never good for anyone."