Chapter Forty Nine

You've failed only because you never understood victory. Why do you want to win so bad?"

Sometimes, Gilgamesh was someone Dante couldn't decipher. He'd gotten to know the guy, and there was always something to be learned if he was calm enough.

Even though Gilgamesh was meant to be the idiot of The Renegades, he couldn't be boxed in, and the last time Dante fought with Gilgamesh, he had his ass handed to him on a platter.

"You can only talk like that because you're strong. I'm not as strong as you yet," Dante grumbled, his arm throbbing. Even though he technically didn't have human arms anymore, the prosthetics were connected to his nerve endings, and well… they felt like normal arms. Just more powerful.

Way more powerful.

[NOTICE: YOUR MORALE DECREASES BY 1]

[DANTE STORMBORN: PASSABLY HUMAN]

[STRENGTH: 55]

[AGILITY: 28]

[DEXTERITY: 20]

[INTELLIGENCE: 15]

The humanoid Hologram, S, was cheekier than usual. And that was weird since it was acting more humanoid by the day.

My intelligence
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