The End Legacy

Dante sat at the top of a great mountain, the cold wind brushing against his immortal skin as he gazed up at the sky. The vastness of the cosmos stretched above him, with billions of stars twinkling as if each one held a unique secret, a mystery yet to be revealed. The sound of the wind was his only companion in his solitary journey, as he pondered what would come next.

He was there, at a point where time seemed to have quieted, where there was no rush anymore. The weight of the world, or the worlds, that he had carried for so many centuries seemed to have lessened, as if he had finally found a moment of peace. Yet, this peace brought with it a strange sense of uncertainty, a doubt that could not be dispelled, no matter how strong his soul was.

Looking at the stars, Dante couldn't help but question himself...

"What do I do now?" He had already overcome so much, crossed so many battles, defeated enemies, consumed unimaginable power...