Alice’s mana explosion didn’t stop.
It continued to grow.
It wasn’t just a wave of uncontrolled power or a montary surge of emotional energy. What was happening there was sothing much deeper, much more dangerous. The very reality around her began to respond to that force born of pain, despair, and desperate love.
The air grew heavy.
Not heavy like before, when demonic presences crushed the environnt with pure spiritual energy.
It was sothing different.
Space began to bend.
Small, invisible fissures began to appear around Alice, thin lines that cut through the air like cracks in transparent glass. The mana flowing from her body wasn’t just expanding; it was altering the very laws of that world.
Ti began to falter.
First, it was small details.
Fragnts of stone that fell to the ground began to rise again by a few centiters before falling once more. Dust that had been pushed by the previous explosion began to slowly return to its point of origin.
Then the effect intensified.
The cracks in the ground began to close.
Broken stones began to slowly recompose themselves.
The devastated battlefield of the coliseum itself began to rewind in tiny fractions of a second.
Alice was rewinding ti.
Her entire body trembled as her mind, completely dominated by despair, instinctively used mana to force reality back to an earlier mont.
A specific mont.
The instant before Vergil received those fatal blows.
Sapphire noticed first.
Her eyes widened as she saw the stones begin to reconstruct themselves and the floating fragnts slowly return to their original positions.
"Alice...?" Her voice ca out almost as an incredulous whisper.
But the phenonon continued to expand.
The red sky itself began to slowly spin backward, as if ti were being pulled by an invisible force centered on the girl’s body.
Seris, observing from a safe distance alongside so survivors of that apocalyptic battle, also imdiately noticed.
Her golden eyes widened in utter shock.
"She’s..." Seris barely managed to finish the sentence. "...rewinding ti."
That was impossible.
Ti manipulation of that magnitude wasn’t just rare. It was sothing even divine entities rarely achieved without paying exorbitant prices.
But Alice wasn’t using technique.
She wasn’t using theory.
She was using desperation... And desperation sotis broke boundaries that no logic could explain.
At the center of the temporal distortion, Vergil’s body began to react.
The blood that flowed from his wounds began to rise again.
The six golden swords began to vibrate slightly as ti itself tried to pull them back to the mont before they pierced his body. For a few seconds... It seed like it would work.
It seed like Alice would actually succeed.
But Dante was there.
The colossal demonic creature watched everything in silence as the surrounding reality began to slowly unravel under the temporal pressure created by Alice.
His red eyes followed the flow of mana that distorted the world.
Then he smiled.
"Interesting." His voice echoed calmly through the energy storm that dominated the battlefield.
He looked down. In his hand...
Was Yamato.
The blue sword had been ripped from Vergil’s own soul when Dante plunged the six sacred blades into his body. Now that legendary weapon rested firmly in his hand, responding to the demonic presence that held it.
But Yamato was no longer the sa sword.
It had evolved along with Vergil. Its connection to space had beco sothing much deeper, much more absolute.
Dante slowly raised the blade.
The temporal distortion continued to expand.
Alice was almost succeeding.
The golden swords were beginning to detach from Vergil’s body.
Ti was almost returning to the previous instant.
Dante sighed lightly.
"Sorry, girl." Then he moved Yamato.
The cut was simple.
A single blue line crossed the air.
But that wasn’t just a blow.
Yamato cut the world.
Space opened up like a broken mirror.
The temporal distortion created by Alice was instantly torn in two, like a fragile fabric being destroyed by a sharp blade. Dinsional lines spread across the sky as Dante’s cut separated entire realities.
The sound that followed didn’t seem natural.
It was as if the universe itself had been shattered.
The dinsional wave that erged from that blow began to expand rapidly, devouring everything in its path.
Stones.
Ruins.
Energy.
Even the air was being separated and disintegrated.
Seris saw it happen. And her heart almost stopped. "No!"
She raised her hands imdiately.
Gigantic runes appeared in the air around her as a colossal magic circle ford in seconds.
"Absolute Protection Area!" A gigantic do of blue energy surged around the battlefield survivors, enveloping Sapphire, Alice, and the few minor gods still alive.
The dinsional rift struck the barrier. For an instant that seed eternal...
Reality trembled... The magic do cracked in several places... But it held. The dinsional wave swept over them, traversing the devastated coliseum and continuing until it disappeared on the world’s horizon.
Silence fell over the battlefield.
Ti had been interrupted.
Alice fell to her knees.
Her mana was unstable.
His spell had been broken.
And Vergil was still dying.
Dante looked at Yamato in his hand.
He slowly spun the blade, watching the bluish glow travel along the sword’s perfect edge.
"Hmm." He smiled again.
"This is quite useful." But at that exact mont...
Sothing appeared before him.
Sapphire.
She had appeared in such a swift movent that the air behind her was still tearing when her body stopped directly before Dante.
Her eyes were burning.
Her divine aura had exploded.
She didn’t say a word.
She only raised her hand.
And at that instant...
The world seed to hold its breath.
Flas erupted.
They weren’t ordinary flas.
They weren’t natural fire.
It was the Fla of Olympus.
Sapphire’s ultimate technique.
A divine fire so pure that it represented the authority of the Olympian gods themselves. The fla didn’t just burn matter or energy.
It burned existence.
The white and gold fla exploded from Sapphire’s hand and surged directly toward Dante like a sun rising on a battlefield.
The impact illuminated the entire destroyed coliseum.
But Dante didn’t move.
He simply lifted Yamato.
And smiled.
The blue blade descended in an elegant motion.
The cut opened a perfect dinsional rift in the air before him.
When the Fla of Olympus reached that space...
It vanished.
It wasn’t blocked.
It wasn’t destroyed.
It was redirected.
The divine fire was sent to another reality.
A distant flash shone on the horizon of so unknown universe as the dinsional rift closed again.
The battlefield fell silent.
Sapphire froze.
Dante looked again at Yamato in his hand.
He twirled his sword once, clearly satisfied.
Then he looked at Sapphire... and smiled.
"I think..." He raised the blue blade. "...that I’ll keep this."
The silence that fell over the battlefield was worse than any explosion.
It was the silence of defeat.
The coliseum that had once been a colossal monunt was now just a graveyard of scattered ruins, giant craters, and fragnts of stone that still trembled slowly from the residual energy of that absurd war.
Dust floated in the air.
The red sky seed heavier than ever.
And in the center of it all...
Vergil remained standing.
Or at least his body remained upright, supported only by the six golden swords that pierced him completely. The sacred energy of the blades continued to slowly burn his demonic flesh, emitting small crackles of divine light that evaporated into the air like dying embers.
Blood still flowed.
Slow.
Steadfast.
Alice was kneeling on the ground.
Her body trembled.
Her hands were resting on the broken stone as her breath ca out ragged, almost choked with despair. The mana explosion that had destroyed space-ti monts before was now slowly fading, like a storm that had burned everything and now left only ashes.
She had no strength left.
Her eyes were fixed on Vergil.
But her mind no longer seed fully present.
It was as if sothing inside her had simply broken.
The man who had changed her life...
Who had saved her...
Who had beco the most important figure she possessed in that world...
He was dead.
There wasn’t enough magic.
There wasn’t enough power.
There wasn’t enough miracle.
Nothing could bring that back.
Sapphire stood a few ters ahead.
Her body still radiated the intense divine aura she had used to attack Dante, but now even that presence seed less. Her chest rose and fell slowly as she watched Dante holding Yamato as if that sword had always belonged to him.
Her gaze was hard.
But inside...
She knew.
She knew she couldn’t win in that state.
The invisible chains that the demons had placed within her very existence still limited her power. That ancient curse, created specifically to prevent her from reaching her true strength, was still active.
She couldn’t fight as she truly was.
She couldn’t use her full power.
And facing a monster like Dante...
That made all the difference.
Seris knelt beside one of the broken columns of the coliseum.
Her magic circle of protection still trembled slightly in the air, the weakened arcane symbols flickering like a fla about to go out. The spell she had used to contain Yamato’s dinsional rift had drained almost all her energy.
She was still conscious.
But her body barely responded.
Her heart pounded heavily as her mind desperately tried to think of a solution.
But there was none.
Dante was there.
Stronger than ever.
With Yamato.
With the fragnts of Lucifer. With enough power to crush any remaining resistance.
He observed everything calmly.
Like a predator that had already won.
The demonic creature slowly raised Yamato, observing the bluish gleam of the blade as he twirled the sword between his fingers with an almost amused air.
The silence on the battlefield was absolute.
Hope...
Simply no longer existed there.
Then...
A voice erged.
"Six thousand years..." The voice was soft. Beautiful. Delicate. But at the sa ti... It carried a weight impossible to ignore. "...and fragnts of you still exist."
The whole world trembled.
It wasn’t a taphor.
Reality truly trembled.
The ground cracked in various directions as if the earth itself had recognized that presence that had just erged. The air beca heavy, heavier than any demonic or divine aura that had dominated that battlefield until now.
Alice didn’t see where it ca from.
She only heard... First... The sound of heels.
Toc. Toc. Toc.
The steps were light.
Elegant.
But each ti the heels touched the ground, small invisible waves swept through the entire space, making stones vibrate and particles of dust slowly disperse.
Alice looked up.
And saw only the woman’s legs passing beside her.
Elegant black leather clothing that moved smoothly with each step. The presence of that figure was so intense that the air around seed denser.
She walked slowly.
Without haste.
Without fear.
As if she were walking in a silent garden and not on a battlefield dominated by monsters.
Dante stopped smiling.
His eyes finally focused on the approaching figure.
The woman passed Alice.
Without looking at her.
Without saying anything.
Her steps continued until she stopped directly in front of Vergil.
She looked at him.
His body pierced by the six sacred swords.
The blood slowly trickling down.
The silence of death.
For a mont...
She simply watched.
Then she crouched down.
Her delicate fingers slowly extended and touched Vergil’s face, holding his chin with an almost maternal gesture as her eyes analyzed every detail of that destroyed body.
Her eyes softened slightly.
"The good part of my ex-husband still lives on..." Her voice ca out low. "...I think that’s enough."
At the sa ti... Another portal opened behind Sapphire.
A silent distortion in the air.
Sepphirothy erged from it.
Her body still carried the weight of everything that had just happened in the Abyss, but her eyes were steady now. She walked a few steps until she stopped beside Sapphire.
Then she placed her hand on her shoulder.
Sapphire turned her face imdiately. "Sepp?"
Sepphirothy nodded slightly. "I did it."
Her voice was calm.
But it carried a deep relief.
She then raised her eyes.
Looking at the woman who was crouching before Vergil.
The woman who had touched her face with compassion.
Sepphirothy took a deep breath... "Mother..."
"It’s good to know you’re alright, Sapphire." Lilith spoke without looking at her daughter. Then she slowly turned her face to Dante. "So... it’s you." she said.
Dante held her gaze, his teeth clenched. "Who are you?" He spoke, his voice thick with irritation.
Lilith took a strand of her own hair between her fingers, sliding it behind her pointed ear with an almost insulting calm. "I am soone who deeply hates... that side of you." She spoke, smiling coldly.
Then it happened.
A colossal pillar of demonic energy exploded from within her body, tearing through the air as if the world itself were being pierced. It was an absurd pressure—a tide of darkness, hatred, and primal power condensed into pure force. The ground trembled. The air beca heavy.
Alice fainted instantly.
Dark energy surged into the heavens like a living column of darkness, pulsing with an ancient fury. Even Sapphire and Sepphirothy were forced to take a few steps back, the weight of that presence crushing everything around them.
"I was sealed away," Lilith said, her voice echoing within the very storm of power. "They took my motherhood from ... and treated like a re incubator because of that insignificant being you are trying to beco."
The hatred in her voice seed to materialize in the air.
"I will kill you," she continued, each word laden with a cruel promise. "I will destroy every part of you... in every way possible... until nothing remains but a sack of crushed flesh and bones."
She raised her hand.
From the shadows that seeped from her own body, sothing began to form—a long, grotesque black spear, made of pure condensed darkness. The shadows coiled around the weapon like living serpents.
She pointed the spear at him.
"I am the one who refused to bow to the first human."
The demonic energy around her roared like an awakening abyss.
"I am the primordial night."
The ground cracked beneath her feet.
"The mother of all demons that ever existed."
Her eyes burned like dead stars.
She smiled.
"I am your progenitor."
The world seed to hold its breath.
"I am Lilith."
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