#;dantemaycry

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Ｃαяє тσ ∂αηcє ？ //ᴄʟᴏsᴇᴅ

                    The last one. Gone. Finally. Goddamn. It was taking hours.                     Who would have known his little hunting job would have led                     him to Gotham City; Where he would spend the entire day doing                     positively nothing but slaying a herd of demons. And damn, if their                     blood didn't run in his veins. But now he was bored. He had nothing                     to do, and was just stuck in some city he didn't even know existed                     until of late.

                               "What now?"

                   A part of him truly considered trying to find the nearest club, let loose                    with some pizza. But was he willing to take a risk? What he did read up                    on Gotham lead him to believe this town was run by mostly lunatics.                    And protected by Bat-themed masked vigilantes. Speaking of, he had                    the pleasure of meeting one. And man, she was lovely. A thought popped                    into his mind, perhaps she's around to cure his boredom~?                    And there's a purple-spandex-clad redhead on the roof up there too.

                   Dante immediately climbed up.                          "Barb! Where were you when I was slaying their asses?"