In The Abyss As A Toon Character

'I can also make it... unfair?' His eyes widened at such sight; a glimmering purple page that he had long forgotten appeared in front of him, saying in shiny bold letters, "Please claim your rewards in the Aspect Authority."

Rekindling like a match struck in the darkness, a chuckle broke from him. 'Ah... Ha.... Ha!' For the first time since he had appeared in this travesty of a place, he was happy to know that the system had his back; bittersweetly, he barely managed to murmur, 'Stupid godly machine... You are finally useful.'

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His laugh faded as a grotesque mouth formed on his hand, jagged and dripping with hate; it relentlessly devoured a bunch of pills and vials he had just bought, and after finishing the banquet, the mouth burped and disappeared.

This action prompted Katley to sigh and say in a calm voice, "This is already over..." Her eyes turned to Fang Shan, "Change of plan; everyone uses Starkiller tactics; if her power abruptly decreases, change to SCC." Her eyes narrowed on Fang, "AND I SWEAR FANG SHAN, DO NOT, I REPEAT, DO NOT FUCKING KILL HER."

Fang Shan nonchalantly shrugged his shoulder, not even bothering to make eye contact. "I can't promise much. But if you want, I can only use my left hand and stay inside a circle."

With his body mostly recovered, Dante grimly set his gaze upwards... He didn't understand their coded commands, but he could see the shift in posture, the way each enemy around him slowly changed their positions, artifacts, and weapons.

Ten total enemies...

For most of them, I know their tricks and have defenses ready to counteract their abilities. Only one of them managed to die, yet is the white goo even actually dead?'

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This is still bad...

The black goo appeared to support or enhance Kaiden mainly so she could keep herself through the entire fight. It also protected and enhanced all the allies to a lesser degree.

The white goo probably worked in a similar fashion... even more dangerous, as my instincts told me I was dead if that thing survived. If the goo was with Fang Shan, I would probably have died.

The black samurai seemed to be the weakest, but his sword was extremely weirdly shaped, and he seemed confident in getting closer. It made my instincts flare, so whatever that sword could do, it wasn't just for show.

From some unseen point, massive salvos of all kinds of possible guns rained down on my position, and they seemed to come from a really far away distance. The size isn't human; it's giant. It's probably a mech that would fit with the strange advanced technological salvos.

The seemingly depressive guy goes with run and gun, darting in and out with pinpoint shots, using those annoying special guns. They don't hurt enough to prompt me to target him, but slowly, they are chipping me away.

These beautiful titanic magic circles appear to be from someone who is also hiding... it seems like normal magic... nothing remarkable except the vibrant size of the spells it was blinding, but the size isn't everything.

The shadow assassin can inflict something akin to true damage... his sword barely grazed me, and I instantly felt poisoned; my skin got pierced, even taking into consideration the defense from love and hate.

The brawler does a good job... his strength isn't quite remarkable but everything I throw slowly gets it's efficiency reduced and he regenerates at super high speeds.

Fang Shan...

With the ease with which he cleaved me into nothing moments before, he seems stupidly strong, and if I'm not wrong, cultivators tend to have really strong bags of tricks.

And as for last, the center of everything... Kaiden Katley's ability is unreasonably powerful... She appears to erase concepts, and I haven't seen a single limit except for her mana or erasing too many in a short span.

'all of them are strong... I think I would have lost a simple fight in a 1v1; perhaps, with some shenanigans and luck, I could have won.'

He looked down with a hollow haze as the cold truth settled into his bone. 'I'm truly pathetic.' The more he thinks about it, the more absurd it becomes. Even with a refilled tank of love and hate, being at his strongest form, it barely balanced the playing field against Fang Shan, let alone the rest of the players ready to kill him.

It didn't take a genius to realize the outcome of this battle, "I'll reach my limit in minutes, and after that is over... They will know it. I'm out of energy." The overdose of love and hate in his soul was eroding, tearing through him even as he struggled to stand. He was literally rotting from within, like a candle near the end of its wick.

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He murmured, carrying a brokenness he barely recognized, 'Quite miserable. My best friend asked me a favor, and I can't even accomplish it.'

His shoulders slumped as he accepted his fate, 'Well, at least I can say I tried my best!'

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Yet...

A deep, instinctual need clawed up inside him. 'Why am I feeling happy...? Shouldn't I be angry and scared?'

His heart was beating each second faster; his pupils wildly dilatated to the size of a grain of sand, a thundering sensation recurred in his veins, and his skin prickled with electric anticipation. He felt more alive than ever, as though this very moment ignited every nerve ending in his body. It defied everything he knew, everything natural… and he wanted more.

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The system's recognizable page appeared in front of Dante.

The effect 'Greed' was activated.

Love isn't necessarily an emotion that you feel for your other half or the red threads of destiny; love can be a connection, kinship with your familiars, friends, pets, and yourself... and as for hate, it does not necessarily gotta be against someone else, you can hate your weakness and change it to strength, you can hate your nervousness and change it to bravery, you can hate to protect-

"BULLSHIT"

'I'm a sore loser; there is no magic behind it, I'm cheating, and I'm proud of admitting it, so don't bother in dressing it; I don't care what string you come attached, just give me the damn boost.'

While they couldn't see the page in front of them explaining how the effect of greed was activated, they could visibly realize the visceral changes that happened. The ambiance became thicker, and their tongues could taste the sickly sour and sweet clinging to their mouths.

Dante's white slightly pink skin began to show bleach droplets across its body, looking like he was being melted alive, the droplets accumulated melting and churning into a swirling mass of nothingness on the ground.

Quickly they rearranged themselves, trying to form a humanoid form, but now a badly made copycat out of pink slime was in the place, twisting itself into a parody of a humanoid shape.

Limbs too long, proportions horribly skewed, half-formed eyes blinking and fading across its face. With a high-pitched scream, it erratically sent everywhere its gelatinous goo and slowly morphed in and out of existence into a C̷̢̛̖̖̜̫͖̽͜ͅĘ̶̛̥̫͚̅̋͐̾͂̓͌͑̂̃̏͛̽Ñ̴̛̪̯͚͔̯̳̭̣̺̝͓̯̬̭̩̺͉̓̈́̚S̸̻͖̖͖͖͎̉̈̽̐̿͒O̷͈͓̝̱̬͈̥̘̙̘̼͗̏̂̿̀̑̽̉͌͘͜Ṟ̸̢̨̛̪̮̣͎͍̲̪͇̝̠̲͇̟̀̀̄͗̒̿̋̋͘?̶̬͕̠͔̫͈̹̤͙̩͎̗͚̈́̿̆̾̑́̕͝≠̡̤̲̬̣̦͙͓̺̻͙̙̮̤͎́͂̽̊͐̿̓͒̀͛̉̉̀̏͒̚#̴̤͓̍͊͝$̴̢͍̻̆̍̔̇̌͐͊͜͝͝(̴̧̢̧̡̮̺̺͚͙͈̥̝͙̠̪̠͍͌̀̃̑̾̐̄͠"̶̢̡̡̛̖͉͕̳͓̲͍͆̒͋́̆̂̏̀́̋̇͂͑͘ͅ=̵̨̖̣͙̰̦͚͔̙̜̹̦̪̹̂̋̿̏̑̌͋͊̄́̾͒̅͂͗̚͘͜#̸̡̧̟̲̭͈̜̙̟̹͐̎̀̿͗̏͛̎̂͐͛̚͘ͅ"̵̠̝̝͖̾͗͛͑͑=̶̨̡̛̭͇̹̪͉̻̣͙̬̦͉͔̝̱̳͛̊͝"̵̢̧̢̛̥̫̣̗̫̙̝͎͇̙̖̣̭̇͌͐̂̍̓̈́̆̉̀́͜/̴̨̛͚̼̯̖̻̈́̍̅͒̅̽̈́̂̀̓͆́̄̚͘$̷̣̹̺͖͖͉̥͈̺͖̮́̏̆̊͋̈́͗̾̎̋̒̓ͅ)̷̛̝͎̗͔̻̠̳͕͓̂̓́́̀̑̈́̐͌͝$̶̧̡̻̤̮̪͕̮̖̩̱̰̮̝͚̜̅̔͑̀̀́̒̎̀̌̌̈̽̈͗̕͜!̷̧̛̛̝̞̘̼͉̘͙͙̰̣̟̀̎̈́̋̍̊̽̿̑̐̉̀͛̕͠=̴̢̙̬̰͗̍̅͋͗͌̈̽̕͝?̸̼̫͕͍̟͎̪̰͚͉͈̂͂͆̏̀̈̐͗̀̃̏̎͂̚̚͝"̴͈͉͈͎̫̳̹͒͗?̶͓̦̥͚̞̗̻͗̍͊͋̀͗͗̉̏̔̀͆̀́ͅ$̵̣̗͆̑͒̈́̍͐#̸̟̯̘̔̀́͑̊͆̉͒̿͌͂͒̚̚(̵̮̯͔̩̜͓͎̖͇̖̉̆͋̉̎̚͘͜͠͝ͅ)̴̨̤̹̘̳̹̲̳̗͍̖̘̖̭̬̪̾͒%̴̨̳̳̗̦̩͈̈́$̵̢̢̛͖̰̮̘͈̦̬̩̱͔̤͈͕̣̋̋͌̊̓̅͒̉̐̋̓̆̋͘*̶̡͓̦͔̜͉̹͍̠̠̲̟͊͗̓͂͑̏̊̇͌͒̆̾͘¨̶̡͉̮̪̅͌̌̄̓́̄͊̏͗͘_̴̭͛̆̂͒:̴̢̝̹̗͙̝̼̤̠̟͙̬̬̰̞̽̍̆͌͒̈́͝͠ͅ[̷͎̭͙̲͖͒̌́̿̚̕̚ͅ;̸̡̹̼͖͕͔͙̀́̍̓̑̏͐͠_̴̡̛̳̦͙̺͈͚͎̱͐̿̊̀̊ͅ:̴̟̗̰̜͚̱̐̄*̶̦̼͖̠̦͉̬̫̙̈́͊_̶̖̮̭̺͎͇̪͎͔̱̹̎̌̓͒̅̇͆͌̏̑͒̈́͠ͅ:̷̧̻̬͇̔̑̔͘;̶̤̲͕̱͎͚̺̪͚͎̬̌̀̋͐͊̉̈́̈́͗͘͜͠ͅ¨̶̗͖̖͚̖̭̼͍̤̻̞̞̣͓͇̱͇̽̈&̸̥̙̰̌͗?̸͖̗͕͉̭͑̂̚̕%̶̢̡̨̨͖͔̯͚͇͓̤̜̟̳͖̞̒̍̔̒̚͜͠&̷̨̨͕̺̞̺̼̺͔̗͍͕̝̀̽̂̈́̀͆̉͒̑͘͜͠/̵͇͈̣̓̂̾̈̒̒̚¨̶̳̱̩̲͎͇̝̱̯̲̐͆͆̃̿̊̎͒͗̄̅͒̾̀͘&̶̨͚̯̣̬̣̩͍̓̃͋̈́̑̂̆̽̍̆%̵̡̘̼̪̭͔̣͙͈̺͍̔͠/̷̢̛̥̫̙͉͔͚͚͐̔̾̿̽̍̒͒̄͜¨̸̻͎̩̙͙̞̥̠̬̦̰̱̐́̀̇̀̒̂̐̌͗̄̽͜͠#̶̰͚͍͇̰̜̞̣͕̤͍̤̽̔͒̾͊͐̈̅ͅͅ$̶̢̫̦̿_̷̛̥̹͙̼̯̫̞͚̲̜̞̿͐͊̎̓͑̊̐͘:̷̧̩̤̜̭̖͓̙̻̬͕͖̿͒̋̏͑̑̌̇ͅͅ#̴̘̖̄̎͛̃̈́͋̿̍͝ͅŅ̷̪̞̟̤͎̠̩̘̠̃̎͗͌̾͂̿͑̋:̸̨̧̧̳̟̘͍͚̩͔͔̜͇̩̮̓̆́̋̋̐̿̀͗̿̃̃͂͜ͅ#̸̧̧̨̠̝̱͉̩̬̺̫̭̙̆̋̇͛̕:̴̡̙̲̞̻̩͉̟̫͔̜͉̳̰̣̔̐̆͛͒͆̆̐͗̄̾̎̄͐͘̚͜_̸̢̡̧̨̙̻̟̱̪͙͕͎̩̭͖̰̆͌&̵̼̻̿̑̒̈̊̚͘̚͝/̷͙̱̥͈͍͕͈̥̜̪͙̓̋͗̋̽̃̎¨̶̧͔͖͍̞̳̗͕̯̰̩̪͕̠̙͙̅̃́̌̅̿̏̿̚*̴̞͔̜̬̻͖̣̝̥̦̜̗̖̂͒̏̿̋̋̉̀̍̐͋̆̇̈́̇̈́͐͜≠̟̦̟̤̠͈͑̉̃̄̃̊̽̆̈́͆͑̾̉)̷̢͚̹̦̳͖̠̥̫͛́̂̀̈̑̂̅̿̊͜*̵̛͔͉̗̺̜̞̻͍̼̙̪͈͐̅͂͛͜͠=̴̧̧͇̩̰̹̞̰̫͚̟͙̠̟̭̘̽͛̂͒̂̐̉̊̍̈͘̚͝͠͝͠?̶̲͌̽%̷̨̥̤͓͕͓̦͍͉̺͗&̴̡̧̰͙̩͖̗̪̖͇̻̟̥͔̖͔̃̾͆̔̓̐̈́̔̓̇͑̍̐̚͘͘ͅ$̶̛̺̺̳̻͙͙̬͚̙̣̙̼̠̥̀̒̒̑̎̅̽͋͑́͝*̶̨̝̝̬̤͚̮̗͂̄̏̏͜#̵̢̗͎̒̔̓̈͝$̸̧̗̝̩̯̘̺͍̪͗̑̽̏͘:̷͎͇̿̌̄͒́̅̀͑̅͛̀͝"̴̣͙̪͖̗̠͙̝͉̥̤̝͈͓̘̍(̷̡͈̭͖͙͊̅̋#̷͇̱̼͙͙̰̱͙̹̲͉̙̘̠̬͆͆̔̓͆̎́͜͝?̷̧̭̺͔͎͉͕̘͚͌̈́̈́̆̈́̐̀͊̉̔̽̂#̵̡͖͔͖̹̖͙̘̮̲̙̯̟̀̽̀̒͂̃̉̉̊̿̍͆̆͠)̵̪̯̻̩̣̩̈́͆̐̍͊̒͆̈́̈́̆̿̂̈̚͝%̷̝̘̻̊̃̏̾͊̓̿̒̍͂̐̑͐̾̐͗͜&̸̹̲̟̟̪͔͌̇̀͌̂̀̊̕̕͝͝͝$̶̨̨̠̤̯̬̩̻̫͚͈͉͈͎̱̘̿̈̑̔̀̂̏̀͗̍̌̚/̷̧̡̲̝̤̯̮͖̩̞͈͖̬̭̎̌̏̐͊̄͋́ͅ=̷̳͍̯̤̗̙̬̈́̂̂̕̚͜=̴̫̭̝̬͎͇̼̬̝̪̩̼̗̓͗̿̄̈́̐͐̾͆̔͗̏̂̆̕͘͠$̴̧̦̖͔̖̲̦͖̟͎̰̗̽͛̏͆̋̅̈́̔͛̈̔̅͑̕͝͝$̴̯̭̳̹̻͉̳̦̍̊̽͆͝͠#̴͍̙͈̹̩͖͓̜̬̟̼͎̘̈́̕(̴̜̞͋̐͌̆̇#̵̨̡͎̱̦̳͒̓̀̓̑̒̓̋̂̓̑̎͒͌̚͝?̶̬͕̠͔̫͈̹̤͙̩͎̗͚̈́̿̆̾̑́̕͝≠̡̤̲̬̣̦͙͓̺̻͙̙̮̤͎́͂̽̊͐̿̓͒̀͛̉̉̀̏͒̚#̴̤͓̍͊͝$̴̢͍̻̆̍̔̇̌͐͊͜͝͝(̴̧̢̧̡̮̺̺͚͙͈̥̝͙̠̪̠͍͌̀̃̑̾̐̄͠"̶̢̡̡̛̖͉͕̳͓̲͍͆̒͋́̆̂̏̀́̋̇͂͑͘ͅ=̵̨̖̣͙̰̦͚͔̙̜̹̦̪̹̂̋̿̏̑̌͋͊̄́̾͒̅͂͗̚͘͜#̸̡̧̟̲̭͈̜̙̟̹͐̎̀̿͗̏͛̎̂͐͛̚͘ͅ"̵̠̝̝͖̾͗͛͑͑=̶̨̡̛̭͇̹̪͉̻̣͙̬̦͉͔̝̱̳͛̊͝"̵̢̧̢̛̥̫̣̗̫̙̝͎͇̙̖̣̭̇͌͐̂̍̓̈́̆̉̀́͜/̴̨̛͚̼̯̖̻̈́̍̅͒̅̽̈́̂̀̓͆́̄̚͘$̷̣̹̺͖͖͉̥͈̺͖̮́̏̆̊͋̈́͗̾̎̋̒̓ͅ)̷̛̝͎̗͔̻̠̳͕͓̂̓́́̀̑̈́̐͌͝$̶̧̡̻̤̮̪͕̮̖̩̱̰̮̝͚̜̅̔͑̀̀́̒̎̀̌̌̈̽̈͗̕͜!̷̧̛̛̝̞̘̼͉̘͙͙̰̣̟̀̎̈́̋̍̊̽̿̑̐̉̀͛̕͠=̴̢̙̬̰͗̍̅͋͗͌̈̽̕͝?̸̼̫͕͍̟͎̪̰͚͉͈̂͂͆̏̀̈̐͗̀̃̏̎͂̚̚͝"̴͈͉͈͎̫̳̹͒͗?̶͓̦̥͚̞̗̻͗̍͊͋̀͗͗̉̏̔̀͆̀́ͅ$̵̣̗͆̑͒̈́̍͐#̸̟̯̘̔̀́͑̊͆̉͒̿͌͂͒̚̚(̵̮̯͔̩̜͓͎̖͇̖̉̆͋̉̎̚͘͜͠͝ͅ)̴̨̤̹̘̳̹̲̳̗͍̖̘̖̭̬̪̾͒%̴̨̳̳̗̦̩͈̈́$̵̢̢̛͖̰̮̘͈̦̬̩̱͔̤͈͕̣̋̋͌̊̓̅͒̉̐̋̓̆̋͘*̶̡͓̦͔̜͉̹͍̠̠̲̟͊͗̓͂͑̏̊̇͌͒̆̾͘¨̶̡͉̮̪̅͌̌̄̓́̄͊̏͗͘_̴̭͛̆̂͒:̴̢̝̹̗͙̝̼̤̠̟͙̬̬̰̞̽̍̆͌͒̈́͝͠ͅ[̷͎̭͙̲͖͒̌́̿̚̕̚ͅ;̸̡̹̼͖͕͔͙̀́̍̓̑̏͐͠_̴̡̛̳̦͙̺͈͚͎̱͐̿̊̀̊ͅ:̴̟̗̰̜͚̱̐̄*̶̦̼͖̠̦͉̬̫̙̈́͊_̶̖̮̭̺͎͇̪͎͔̱̹̎̌̓͒̅̇͆͌̏̑͒̈́͠ͅ:̷̧̻̬͇̔̑̔͘;̶̤̲͕̱͎͚̺̪͚͎̬̌̀̋͐͊̉̈́̈́͗͘͜͠ͅ¨̶̗͖̖͚̖̭̼͍̤̻̞̞̣͓͇̱͇̽̈&̸̥̙̰̌͗?̸͖̗͕͉̭͑̂̚̕%̶̢̡̨̨͖͔̯͚͇͓̤̜̟̳͖̞̒̍̔̒̚͜͠&̷̨̨͕̺̞̺̼̺͔̗͍͕̝̀̽̂̈́̀͆̉͒̑͘͜͠/̵͇͈̣̓̂̾̈̒̒̚¨̶̳̱̩̲͎͇̝̱̯̲̐͆͆̃̿̊̎͒͗̄̅͒̾̀͘&̶̨͚̯̣̬̣̩͍̓̃͋̈́̑̂̆̽̍̆%̵̡̘̼̪̭͔̣͙͈̺͍̔͠/̷̢̛̥̫̙͉͔͚͚͐̔̾̿̽̍̒͒̄͜¨̸̻͎̩̙͙̞̥̠̬̦̰̱̐́̀̇̀̒̂̐̌͗̄̽͜͠#̶̰͚͍͇̰̜̞̣͕̤͍̤̽̔͒̾͊͐̈̅ͅͅ$̶̢̫̦̿_̷̛̥̹͙̼̯̫̞͚̲̜̞̿͐͊̎̓͑̊̐͘:̷̧̩̤̜̭̖͓̙̻̬͕͖̿͒̋̏͑̑̌̇ͅͅ#̴̘̖̄̎͛̃̈́͋̿̍͝ͅŅ̷̪̞̟̤͎̠̩̘̠̃̎͗͌̾͂̿͑̋:̸̨̧̧̳̟̘͍͚̩͔͔̜͇̩̮̓̆́̋̋̐̿̀͗̿̃̃͂͜ͅ#̸̧̧̨̠̝̱͉̩̬̺̫̭̙̆̋̇͛̕:̴̡̙̲̞̻̩͉̟̫͔̜͉̳̰̣̔̐̆͛͒͆̆̐͗̄̾̎̄͐͘̚͜_̸̢̡̧̨̙̻̟̱̪͙͕͎̩̭͖̰̆͌&̵̼̻̿̑̒̈̊̚͘̚͝/̷͙̱̥͈͍͕͈̥̜̪͙̓̋͗̋̽̃̎¨̶̧͔͖͍̞̳̗͕̯̰̩̪͕̠̙͙̅̃́̌̅̿̏̿̚*̴̞͔̜̬̻͖̣̝̥̦̜̗̖̂͒̏̿̋̋̉̀̍̐͋̆̇̈́̇̈́͐͜≠̟̦̟̤̠͈͑̉̃̄̃̊̽̆̈́͆͑̾̉)̷̢͚̹̦̳͖̠̥̫͛́̂̀̈̑̂̅̿̊͜*̵̛͔͉̗̺̜̞̻͍̼̙̪͈͐̅͂͛͜͠=̴̧̧͇̩̰̹̞̰̫͚̟͙̠̟̭̘̽͛̂͒̂̐̉̊̍̈͘̚͝͠͝͠?̶̲͌̽%̷̨̥̤͓͕͓̦͍͉̺͗&̴̡̧̰͙̩͖̗̪̖͇̻̟̥͔̖͔̃̾͆̔̓̐̈́̔̓̇͑̍̐̚͘͘ͅ$̶̛̺̺̳̻͙͙̬͚̙̣̙̼̠̥̀̒̒̑̎̅̽͋͑́͝*̶̨̝̝̬̤͚̮̗͂̄̏̏͜#̵̢̗͎̒̔̓̈͝$̸̧̗̝̩̯̘̺͍̪͗̑̽̏͘:̷͎͇̿̌̄͒́̅̀͑̅͛̀͝"̴̣͙̪͖̗̠͙̝͉̥̤̝͈͓̘̍(̷̡͈̭͖͙͊̅̋#̷͇̱̼͙͙̰̱͙̹̲͉̙̘̠̬͆͆̔̓͆̎́͜͝?̷̧̭̺͔͎͉͕̘͚͌̈́̈́̆̈́̐̀͊̉̔̽̂#̵̡͖͔͖̹̖͙̘̮̲̙̯̟̀̽̀̒͂̃̉̉̊̿̍͆̆͠)̵̪̯̻̩̣̩̈́͆̐̍͊̒͆̈́̈́̆̿̂̈̚͝%̷̝̘̻̊̃̏̾͊̓̿̒̍͂̐̑͐̾̐͗͜&̸̹̲̟̟̪͔͌̇̀͌̂̀̊̕̕͝͝͝$̶̨̨̠̤̯̬̩̻̫͚͈͉͈͎̱̘̿̈̑̔̀̂̏̀͗̍̌̚/̷̧̡̲̝̤̯̮͖̩̞͈͖̬̭̎̌̏̐͊̄͋́ͅ=̷̳͍̯̤̗̙̬̈́̂̂̕̚͜=̴̫̭̝̬͎͇̼̬̝̪̩̼̗̓͗̿̄̈́̐͐̾͆̔͗̏̂̆̕͘͠$̴̧̦̖͔̖̲̦͖̟͎̰̗̽͛̏͆̋̅̈́̔͛̈̔̅͑̕͝͝$̴̯̭̳̹̻͉̳̦̍̊̽͆͝͠#̴͍̙͈̹̩͖͓̜̬̟̼͎̘̈́̕(̴̜̞͋̐͌̆̇#̵̨̡͎̱̦̳͒̓̀̓̑̒̓̋̂̓̑̎͒͌̚͝?̶̬͕̠͔̫͈̹̤͙̩͎̗͚̈́̿̆̾̑́̕͝≠̡̤̲̬̣̦͙͓̺̻͙̙̮̤͎́͂̽̊͐̿̓͒̀͛̉̉̀̏͒̚#̴̤͓̍͊͝$̴̢͍̻̆̍̔̇̌͐͊͜͝͝(̴̧̢̧̡̮̺̺͚͙͈̥̝͙̠̪̠͍͌̀̃̑̾̐̄͠"̶̢̡̡̛̖͉͕̳͓̲͍͆̒͋́̆̂̏̀́̋̇͂͑͘ͅ=̵̨̖̣͙̰̦͚͔̙̜̹̦̪̹̂̋̿̏̑̌͋͊̄́̾͒̅͂͗̚͘͜#̸̡̧̟̲̭͈̜̙̟̹͐̎̀̿͗̏͛̎̂͐͛̚͘ͅ"̵̠̝̝͖̾͗͛͑͑=̶̨̡̛̭͇̹̪͉̻̣͙̬̦͉͔̝̱̳͛̊͝"̵̢̧̢̛̥̫̣̗̫̙̝͎͇̙̖̣̭̇͌͐̂̍̓̈́̆̉̀́͜/̴̨̛͚̼̯̖̻̈́̍̅͒̅̽̈́̂̀̓͆́̄̚͘$̷̣̹̺͖͖͉̥͈̺͖̮́̏̆̊͋̈́͗̾̎̋̒̓ͅ)̷̛̝͎̗͔̻̠̳͕͓̂̓́́̀̑̈́̐͌͝$̶̧̡̻̤̮̪͕̮̖̩̱̰̮̝͚̜̅̔͑̀̀́̒̎̀̌̌̈̽̈͗̕͜!̷̧̛̛̝̞̘̼͉̘͙͙̰̣̟̀̎̈́̋̍̊̽̿̑̐̉̀͛̕͠=̴̢̙̬̰͗̍̅͋͗͌̈̽̕͝?̸̼̫͕͍̟͎̪̰͚͉͈̂͂͆̏̀̈̐͗̀̃̏̎͂̚̚͝"̴͈͉͈͎̫̳̹͒͗?̶͓̦̥͚̞̗̻͗̍͊͋̀͗͗̉̏̔̀͆̀́ͅ$̵̣̗͆̑͒̈́̍͐#̸̟̯̘̔̀́͑̊͆̉͒̿͌͂͒̚̚(̵̮̯͔̩̜͓͎̖͇̖̉̆͋̉̎̚͘͜͠͝ͅ)̴̨̤̹̘̳̹̲̳̗͍̖̘̖̭̬̪̾͒%̴̨̳̳̗̦̩͈̈́$̵̢̢̛͖̰̮̘͈̦̬̩̱͔̤͈͕̣̋̋͌̊̓̅͒̉̐̋̓̆̋͘*̶̡͓̦͔̜͉̹͍̠̠̲̟͊͗̓͂͑̏̊̇͌͒̆̾͘¨̶̡͉̮̪̅͌̌̄̓́̄͊̏͗͘_̴̭͛̆̂͒:̴̢̝̹̗͙̝̼̤̠̟͙̬̬̰̞̽̍̆͌͒̈́͝͠ͅ[̷͎̭͙̲͖͒̌́̿̚̕̚ͅ;̸̡̹̼͖͕͔͙̀́̍̓̑̏͐͠_̴̡̛̳̦͙̺͈͚͎̱͐̿̊̀̊ͅ:̴̟̗̰̜͚̱̐̄*̶̦̼͖̠̦͉̬̫̙̈́͊_̶̖̮̭̺͎͇̪͎͔̱̹̎̌̓͒̅̇͆͌̏̑͒̈́͠ͅ:̷̧̻̬͇̔̑̔͘;̶̤̲͕̱͎͚̺̪͚͎̬̌̀̋͐͊̉̈́̈́͗͘͜͠ͅ¨̶̗͖̖͚̖̭̼͍̤̻̞̞̣͓͇̱͇̽̈&̸̥̙̰̌͗?̸͖̗͕͉̭͑̂̚̕%̶̢̡̨̨͖͔̯͚͇͓̤̜̟̳͖̞̒̍̔̒̚͜͠&̷̨̨͕̺̞̺̼̺͔̗͍͕̝̀̽̂̈́̀͆̉͒̑͘͜͠/̵͇͈̣̓̂̾̈̒̒̚¨̶̳̱̩̲͎͇̝̱̯̲̐͆͆̃̿̊̎͒͗̄̅͒̾̀͘&̶̨͚̯̣̬̣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A scream drained of color split the air, "COGNITION! PERSPECTIVE! COMPREHENSION!"

The cold metallic voice of Orion interrupted inside Katley, "WHAT. THE. FUCK. WAS. THAT." not only was he shocked, but his sensors simply broke, he was trying his best to recalibrate the mess that his system was at, but there was no logic to be found.

Katley yelled to everyone, explaining what had happened: "Though, it's quite uncommon to meet them at such a low level. Congrats! You just discovered eldritch abominations. I'll give everyone a rare candy if you shut up and continue attacking that thing."

Fang Shan was seemingly unaffected; if anything, he even seemed attracted by the monster, "That was curious... it reminded me to-"

"DON'T!"

Dante's monstrous form finally condensed into the usual one he'd become accustomed to. A joyful pink-peach girl of glittering hair, the gleaming signature grin stretching wide with a vibrant pair of eyes brimming with a dangerously carefree cheer.

Above her, a crudely drawn sign floated in the air: "Welcome back!" As bright confetti cascaded lazily from nowhere and everywhere in a surreal display.

Stretching, Dante glanced around, flexing his arms and neck as though feeling them for the first time. "Feels good to be… well, me again, no pinkie pie personality fucking me over, nor the new effects of love and hate strangling each other... just me, plain me once more."

With love and hate counteracting each other, Dante's personality returned to its basics, free from any foreign corruption. Before this, he was being controlled mainly by hate, while love fought with teeth and claws to not be devoured. But now, like a yin and yang, they were in perfect synchrony.

Besides him, the system remarked him in shiny letters.

True love 100% (Temporal)

True hate 100% (Temporal)

A glitched error in alarming red said, "YOU ARE IN OVERDRIVE; THE MORE YOU STAY IN THIS MODE, THE MORE YOU RISK TO IMPLODE AT ANY MOMENT."

The system droned on: "Warning! Your body is receiving high amounts of constant damage. Your body isn't designed to be a recipient of love or hate. The only emotions compatible with all are those that fall in the category of fun and entertainment."

"Do I have something else I must think before this... Uh... Ataraxia?"

After thinking for a bit, he just thought about his life, trying to keep it simple, "I did what I wanted, and I made seven great friends, even if it was a short experience in this world. But hey! Against infinity, everything is short because a billion amounts to nothing in the tapestry of time."

Fang Shan, smiling with an intensity Katley had barely seen before, held his blade ready; his stance was perfect, ready to attack and defend. He was thrilled, keen to finally face an opponent he could enjoy without worrying about killing it by accident.

Meanwhile, Dante saw it in slow motion, he could see it all in vivid detail. The sharp glint of Fang Shan's sword, the glimmering blue trail as he moved, even the sonic wave distorting the air where he'd dashed from as it arced toward him.

The aspect made a pout at a realization, "I really need to get a personality..." He sighed, glancing at his hand with a hint of melancholy 'I said that I wasn't controlled by Pinkie yet here I am, thinking how can I make this battle funny...'

Dante's smile faded as a trio of yellow exclamation marks appeared above his head. "Now... Let's get back to the point because this is gonna be a pain in the ass."

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Canonically, Dante is an eldritch abomination; he even got a reward in the aspect of authority!

also yup, we are nearing the end of this!