. . . . So. . . You people really wanted me to update for a long time.

I have to admit I wasn't expecting such a response to last this long. . Or at all, so I'm thoroughly surprised at how well received this story was.

I also have to admit the biggest reason why I actually finished making this chapter was E3 with Devil May Cry 5. That brought me back into Devil May Cry.

The chapter isn't as long as the last one, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless. So before we begin.

Disclaimer: All property is owned by their rightful owners, I only own the story.

Now without further ado, let begin.

Dante sat on top of one of the dog, Mabari as the breed is apparently called, statues that looked over the lower portion of Haven.

A few days had passed since the Inquisition was formed, word had spread about this as recruits came to be trained to be part of said Inquisition. Dante could see from the top of the Mabari statue that at the outskirts near the outer walls of Haven they made a makeshift camp. the recruits were training with one another while Cullen was watching over them with an analytical gaze.

During the days here he hasn't had any late night conference calls from his two acquaintances back home. He knows they're fine without him, they're tough but he does wish he could be there and not here. For two important reasons that is driving him to insanity.

This world doesn't have strawberry sundaes or pizza.

Oh how he misses the smooth cold treat and greasy slice of heaven. He tried to see if he could make them himself but he couldn't even get into one of the mess tents without the chef wanting to make the food himself. It just became awkward when he tried to explain the food until he gave up and walked out of the mess tent.

Dante let out a groan as he stood up on the head of the Mabari statue as he dropped off the side onto the stairs below. He walked up the stairs with his hands in his pockets as he saw Varric squatting near an open fire.

"Hey Varric" Dante called out as he walked up to the dwarf.

Varric looked over his shoulder to look at Dante and stood up "Well if it isn't the herald of Andreste" Varric jokingly announced while Dante just cringed at the title.

"Please, and I don't use that word often, please don't ever call me that again" Dante urged the dwarf who just smiled in response.

"Not used to the limelight?" Varric guessed with a laugh.

"No I am, just don't like being worshipped is all. This is just leading up to some tragic ending" Dante explained with hands held out in front of him while shaking his head with a sigh.

Varric just laughed "You have no idea, I written a lot about heroes that rise up to the challenge before falling only to get back up again" Varric stated with a small chuckle "You already became a hero, technically fell and now you're back up. Just get a love interest with a tragic backstory along with getting some weird mystical power and I have a new concept for my next book" Varric joked lightly

". . ." Dante didn't say anything as he just raised his left hand that crackled with energy ". . .There is a girl I know who had to fight against her father to fight against her birthright but ended realizing it wasn't her father's fault in the end when he died" Dante elaborated rather dryly as Varric just stayed silent and stared at the white haired man.

". . . . . Of all the times I don't have a pen and parchment on me" Varric muttered wryly as Dante let out a soft chuckle "Well enough about for now, and I mean for now because I want to hear that story in the future" Varric said with a grin and a gleam in his eye.

Dante let out a laugh "Don't worry, what I'll tell you will give you at least three books worth to publish" Dante half-jokingly said with a smug grin as he thought of his past adventures.

"Can't wait but seriously, how are you holding up" Varric said concernedly "I mean you went from the most wanted criminal of Thedas to joining the armies of the faithful. Most people would plan that out over more than a day" Varric stated as Dante let out a huff.

"I'm doing great, they haven't forced me to do anything. . Religious so that's good" Dante said with a shrug.

"Not really religious are you" Varric pointed out calmly.

"I do believe in a higher power, trust me I do" Dante said as he knew full well that there is a creator, seeing as he killed enough beings calling themselves gods to figure there is a head honcho out there somewhere that is the actual 'God'. "But I don't want to be worshipped, especially with what I am" Dante said whilst muttering the last part to himself.

"What was that?" Varric asked as he barely heard Dante mumble something.

"It's nothing, by the way I've been meaning to ask. How are you not cold" Dante commented as he moved the conversation away from the current issue to gesturing to Varric's open shirt revealing a good amount of chest hair.

"It's a dwarf thing and plus shouldn't I be asking you that question, you're wearing less than me" Varric retorted while gesturing to Dante's still shirtless form

He still hasn't gotten his shirt back, apparently when they took him of his shirt they had to cut it apart to check any damage on his body. He hasn't gotten a replacement yet, and when he means replacement, he means something that's actually looks good for him to wear. All they've been giving him was clothing that made him look like a freaking tool of their religion.

So he stayed shirtless, with the only thing on his shoulders being his tattered coat.

"I've gone to much colder places, this is nothing compared to it" It was a half lie seeing as he has been in a snowstorm before with an addition of his shirt but that's not the real reason. Though it's not like he can just say that it's because of his demon blood running through his veins that gives him self-heating from the coldest weather.

"Seriously, you have to tell me some of those stories sometime" Varric asked with a smirk.

"One day, see you later Varric" Dante said whilst walking away from the dwarf with a wave as he left the dwarf to his own business.

Dante walked along the path on the right right as he passed by the small tavern. He would like to get a drink but apparently everyone is very religious in there. Sure the drunks are fun, seeing they aren't kneeling in prayer but the actual workers would stop to kneel in front of him. Thanks but no thanks.

Dante continued along the path before going up some steps at the end where three more buildings were locating, along with the presence of a familiar elven mage.

Solas noticed him walk up to him and faced him "The chosen of Andreste, a blessed hero sent to save us all" Solas recited what man have called the white haired man rather calmly.

Dante let out a groan as he was wishing Solas didn't bring this up "Let's get this straight, I'm not the chosen of Andreste nor was I sent by whoever she is to fix this. Sure I'm going to fix it since it's my job but not because some religious figure predetermined I would do so. I make my own path, got it" Dante elaborated his point strongly as he was getting rather irritated with all this holy business.

Solas stayed silent for a bit ". . . A pragmatic view but ultimately irrelevant" Solas countered as he took a few steps to the side while Dante just raised his hands with his shoulders slumped with a defeated gesture as there was no point in trying to continue his argument "I've journeyed deep into the fade in ancient ruins and battlefields to see the dreams of lost civilizations" Solas began as Dante moved to stand next to Solas who continued "I watched as hosts of spirits clash to reenact the bloody past in ancient wars both famous and forgotten" Solas stated rather grimly.

"Charming" Dante muttered under his breath as Solas turned to face him

"Every great war has it's heroes. I'm just curious what kind you'll be" Solas inquired as Dante let out a huff.

"Well I guess I would be one who would fight for the right thing but that's very black and white if you think about it" Dante began as he put his hand onto his chin "What is the right action, what is the bad one, no one knows until the decision is decided. It could be good for you but bad for everyone or it could be the other way around and you'll take the brunt of the damage while everyone else reaps the rewards" Dante explained rather as Solas blinked as he wasn't expecting someone so laid back like Dante to say something like this "But I guess I'll be the latter, I'll protect people wherever I can and I get hurt or my name gets tarnished because of it. I won't mind as long as I'm doing my job of protecting people and having some fun while doing it" Dante said with a smile on his face.

Solas stared at Dante and smiled as well. To know that this man is more than just a man with an ego but a man with a large heart filled with compassion to help his fellow man brought some ease to his worries of who he is going to follow.

Solas turned to stare out into the distance "I will stay, at least until the Breach is closed" Solas announced.

Dante raised a brow "Was there any doubt of that" Dante pointed out.

"I'm an apostate surrounded by Chantry forces in the middle of a mage rebellion. Cassandra has been accommodating but you understand my concern" Solas explained rather seriously.

Dante looked at him as a few thoughts went through his mind 'Apostate? Mage Rebellion? and now that I think about it, what's the Fade? I mean people have been throwing that word around but I have absolutely no idea what that is' Dante brought himself out of those thoughts as he'll figure them out at a later date.

"Don't worry, if you find some guys in bright shiny armor trying to attack you, just find me and I'll kick their asses" Dante offered rather cheeky like.

Solas let out a small chuckle before resuming his usual poker face "Thank you, I appreciate the thought" Solas said with a slight nod "Now let us hope that either the mages or the templars have the power to seal the Breach" Solas stated before walking off to the side.

Dante scratched the back of his head as he turned around and walked back the way he came from. He then made a right and walked down that path towards the Chantry. Once he walked up to doors he pushed them open and walked in. When he walked and found Cassandra waiting for him.

"Geeze, how long have you been waiting for me" Dante asked rather perturbed at the fact she was standing there like a statue

"Long enough, now come" Cassandra said with a gesture as the two began walking down the large hall towards the makeshift war room

As they were walking down the hall Dante noticed Cassandra's gaze on his hand "If there's something you want to say, go ahead" Dante asked as Cassandra gave him a small concerned look.

". . . Does it trouble you?" Cassandra inquired as they stopped walking.

"Not at all, barely feel a thing really" Dante said lifting his hand up to examine the mark on the palm of his hand "Though I don't really like the color scheme of it being green when it glows. I would've appreciated it if it was blue and definitely if it was red, but green just clashes with my outfit" Dante mused as Cassandra just gave him a deadpan expression before pinching the bridge of her nose "What?" Dante asked when he noticed Cassandra's expression.

"It's nothing" Cassandra mumbled as she pinched the bridge of her nose before looking at him again "Solas believes a second attempt might succeed, provided the mark has more power" Cassandra stated calmly.

'Well I could always go Devil Trigger and do it again but I rather not have people hunt me down if they learn what I am just yet' Dante thought to himself as he learned people hate the unknown far more here then back at home.

"The same level of power used to open the Breach in the first place. That is not easy to come by" Cassandra explained rationally.

Dante just wanted to scream at the top of his lungs and just grab a sign saying 'Here is the most powerful being you'll ever meet' and wave it around above his head like a maniac.

But he settled to be rational for now "Sounds great, can't wait to see how this becomes a thing" Dante responded with a smirk.

"What?" Cassandra uttered with a raised brow.

"Oh you know I have to do something to fix something and then out of nowhere another problem comes out of nowhere. It's like every writer's pace of a story" Dante elaborated as a certain dwarf lift his head up and swore someone was talking about him.

"This is real life Dante, not some pages of some fantasy novel like Varric writes" Cassandra dismissed what he said with a scoff while Varric was still wondering if someone was talking to him and was considering getting Bianca for protection.

"Alright but if it does happen you owe me a drink" Dante replied playfully while already moving ahead and walked into the makeshift War room with Cassandra right behind him "How's it going everyone" Dante called out nonchalantly to the occupants in the room as they all turned their attention to him "Alright let's get introductions out of the way, I know you, you, not you though" Dante said pointing to Leliana and Cullen before pointing at the woman who wore a sort of dress that literally reflected the light of the candles off the cloth of her outfit.

"I am Lady Josephine Montilyet, ambassador and Chief diplomat of the Inquisition" Josephine introduce herself with slight bow "I heard much, it's a pleasure to meet you at last" Josephine said with a smile.

"Let me guess, I am Andreste's chosen, the Herald who will bring peace to world, all bow before the blah blah blah" Dante mocked melodramatically with a hint of annoyance.

"Um, no, actually" Josephine responded slowly which surprised Dante.

"Wait, really?" Dante uttered in surprise as he was expecting something along the lines of what he had just said/mocked.

"Yes, all I heard is that you were an enigma from Leliana, a great warrior from Cullen and a pain in the ass from-"

"Alright, I think that's enough" Cassandra suddenly interrupting Josephine while Dante let out a small laugh while Leliana turned away to hide the grin on her face before stopping when they both noticed Cassandra's glare directed towards them ". . . I have already mentioned that your mark requires more power to close the Breach for good" Cassandra said sternly before dropping the glare

"Which mean's we'll approach the rebel mages for help" Leliana suggested.

"And I still disagree, the templars could serve just as well" Cullen rebuked.

Cassandra let out a huff "We need power, commander. Enough magic poured into the mark-" Cassandra stated before Cullen cut her off.

"Could destroy us all. Templars could suppress the Breach, weaken it so-" Cullen said before Leliana cut him off as well.

"Pure speculations" Leliana said with a frown.

"I was a templar, I know what they are capable of" Cullen grounded out.

"God I wish I had something to eat, this is rather entertaining" Dante stated as the others were shocked to see he had taken a seat from the back corner. He was leaning back on it as the front legs were in the air while the back legs of the chair were still touching the ground.

"As much as I do enjoy a good argument, neither side is currently willing to speak to us yet" Josephine pointed out before continuing "The Chantry has denounced the Inquisition- And you, specifically" Josephine said gesturing to Dante.

"Ooh how scary, a church is mad at us" Dante joked with fake fear in his voice that was smothered by his attempts of not laughing.

"I agree with his sentiment, you think they be busy arguing who's going to be the next Divine" Cullen replied dryly with disdain.

"People are calling you, some man no one knows about, the 'Herald of Andraste'. That frighten the Chantry" Josephine explained.

"But the giant hole in the sky doesn't" Dante asked incredulously to which Josephine just gave him a small shrug in response.

"The remaining clerics have declared it blasphemy, and we heretics for harboring you" Josephine pointed out rather calmly.

"Chancellor Roderick's doing, no doubt" Cassandra said dryly.

"Cant we just throw him in the dungeon you put me in. I'm sure the shackles would fit him. . If you fixed them that is" Dante suggested as Cassandra let out a soft laugh.

"I wish we could do that but sadly we can't do that or it'll seem like we're truly against the Chantry if we lock up one of their Chancellors. No matter how annoying he is" Cassandra grumbled bitterly.

"Either way, this limits our options. Approaching the mages or templars for help is currently out of the question" Josephine stated rather seriously.

"So, what are we supposed to do. I mean, I could just go back up to the crater and try again if you wanted to" Dante suggested as the others shook their heads before Leliana took a step forward with a smile on her face.

"There is something we can do, a Chantry cleric by the name of Mother Giselle has asked to speak to you" Leliana stated calmly "She is not far, and knows those involved far better than I. Her assistance could be valuable" Leliana pointed out as Dante nodded before he stopped leaning back in his chair to stand up.

"Well, if that's the plan then I guess there's only one thing to do" Dante said as the others looked at him to hear what he has to say "We must destroy the Chantry!" Dante exclaimed suddenly and out of nowhere as the others in the room jumped in shock as they stared at him like he grew a second head ". . . . That's why we needed the Mother right? To know the key members and where they are right?" Dante asked after a moment of shocked silence he was responded with.

"No!" Leliana exclaimed incredulously after finally recomposing herself from the sudden shock "We were going to get Mother Giselle to help bring up our standing in the world, not destroy the Chantry!" Leliana exclaimed in utter horror at the thought of him trying to destroy the Chantry.

"Oh. . My bad, just the way you said sounded like she had some back door dealings is all. . Never mind" Dante conceded as he waved them off before he turned to leave the room "Well I'll be going now, come get me when we're ready to leave" Dante said as he opened the door to room and took a step out "I'm going to see if I can try to explain to the chef what the hell pizza is" Dante stopped to lean his head back into the room "Again" Dante said before finally exiting the room, leaving the inner circle in utter confusion at what just happened

No one in the room said anything before Cullen spoke up "What in Andraste's flames is a pizza?"

(Later)

Dante let out a groan as he once again failed to properly explained what pizza was other than it being the food of the gods. . . In his opinion. Dante let out a sigh before noticing Cassandra coming up to him.

"We heading out" Dante assumed was the reason why she was approaching him.

"Not yet, there is still one thing of importance that is needed to be done" Cassandra explained rationally.

Dante raised a brow "And that is?" Dante asked curiously.

Cassandra stared at him seriously before pointing to his bare chest "You need armor" Cassandra declared to the half-demon who just stared blankly at her in response.

". . . Okay. . So If I say no" Dante objected as he took a single step back.

"You may be an efficient fighter but you still need protection, especially with what might lay ahead of us" Cassandra elaborated as Dante had to admit he forgot that human's aren't that sturdy compared to him "On a side note, you are distracting all the lay-sisters and visiting pilgrims and it's becoming a pain to deal with their damn giggling" Cassandra let out a disgusted groan.

Dante began laughing quite loudly in response of that sudden statement that it attracted the attention of people near them, wondering just what is happening. Those people continued on their way when they noticed Cassandra's glare at them who redirected it at Dante as he stifled his laughter very poorly.

"I'm being serious, you can't go into battle wearing just pants and a tattered jacket" Cassandra pointed out sternly.

"I'll be fine, I can handle myself" Dante said between fits of giggles before turning to a few sisters passing by "And others if needed" Dante stated as he winked at the girls who blushed and hurried on their way.

Cassandra let out another disgusted groan and could already tell from his irritable personality that he was not going to concede anytime soon and just walked away.

"Fine, just to be clear when you come to me later for equipment be prepared for a lecture on why it's necessary" Cassandra called back to Dante before stopping to look back at him "Now go get your things, we're heading to Hinterlands and it's best we arrived Mother Giselle's location as quick as possible" Cassandra reminded him of their mission.

Dante gave her a playful two finger salute "Aye-Aye captain" Dante acknowledged playfully as Cassandra rolled her eyes in annoyance as she just left him be as she went to get the others.

Once Dante saw Cassandra leave he just nodded "Well, time to get my things" Dante announced to himself "Let's see, do I have everything I could possibly need" Dante said aloud as he pat his jacket, pants and reached up to grip Rebellion's handle "All set" Dante said to himself with a smirk as he walked off.

It had taken two days to traverse the wilderness of this land to arrive at the Hinterlands. The trek here was oddly peaceful as they had not even faced a single bandit, wild animal or stray demon. Dante didn't know if he was glad it was this peaceful or bored at how peaceful it is.

As they arrived in the Hinterlands they walked through the lush forest, that Dante had to admit this place was beautiful, as they headed towards the forward camp that the inquisition set up for them. The peaceful scenery was somewhat calming compared to all his other adventures where danger was around every corner. . . Literally in most cases.

He, along with his three companions of Cassandra, Varric, and Solas, soon came upon the makeshift camp overlooking the crossroads below.

As they approached the camp a female dwarf came up to them.

"The Herald of Andreste. I heard the stories, everyone has. We know what you did at the Breach" The dwarf gushed with awe and respect.

Dante simply let out a huff "The name's Dante, just Dante alright. No herald or lord crap, I get enough of that back at Haven" Dante grumbled as he will never get accustomed to people worshiping him to which the woman nodded in response.

"As you wish sir" The woman said with a nod before standing up more straight "Inquisition scout Harding, at your service. I- All of us here- we'll do whatever we can to help" Harding announced proudly, not noticing Dante's urge to laugh at all the jokes he could make up with that name of hers, good thing Varric spoke up for him.

"Harding huh, ever been to Kirkwall's Hightown?" Varric asked inquisitively.

"Can't say I have. Why?" Harding asked curiously.

"You'd be Harding in. . Oh, never mind" Varric said stopping short on his play on words as Cassandra let out a disgusted groan while Dante let out a snort of laughter before calming himself. He wouldn't have gotten that joke if Varric didn't hand him a book awhile back while they were traveling here to pass the time.

If Lady and Trish were here their jaws would've fallen off their faces from shock to see him of all people read a book, with actual words, for entertainment purposes. He would've gotten a laugh out of that if that did happen.

"So what's going on" Dante inquired nonchalantly.

"We came to secure horses from Redcliff's old horsemaster. I grew up here and people always said Dennet's herds were the strongest and fastest this side of the Frostbacks. But with the mage-templar fighting getting worse we couldn't get to Dennet. Maker only knows if he's still alive" Harding explained as Dante nodded as he always wanted to ride a horse.

He never really had a chance to before, mostly never really having time to himself. . . Well more of him not getting out of his chair and heading out to the countryside to actually ride one.

Harding continued "Mother Giselle's at the Crossroads helping refugee's and the wounded. Our reports say that the war's spread there too" Harding explained quite concernedly which Dante can understand as innocents could be caught in the crossfire "Corporal Vale and our men are doing what they can to help protect the people, but they won't hold out for very long. You best get going, no time to lose" Harding concluded her report with dire urgency as Dante nodded in agreement as she moved to help the other scouts at the camp.

Dante looked back to his group and jerked his head, saying 'let's go'

They all nodded as they began moving down the mountain, away from the path as Dante figured he could take a shortcut by moving down the hill instead of following the path

"Watch your step" Varric noted as he, closer to the ground, saw something the others didn't.

"What's the worst that could happen, I trip on a root an-ahh!" Dante shouted as he fell off an edge all the way down to the path below, rolling against the ground before pushing off the incline and onto the stone path below in a crouch.

"You okay down there" Varric called from above, whilst trying his hardest not to laugh.

"I can hear the laughter in your voice! Shut up!" Dante exclaimed while raising a fist at Varric who let out a jovial laugh while Cassandra let out a groan as they went the long way around.

Dante sorted himself out as he dusted off the dirt and grass off his body as the others made their way to him.

"Shut it" Dante warned as he pointed at Varric when he saw that grin on his face.

"I promise not to say anything about this" Varric conceded with a hand over his heart as Dante stared at him for a moment before looking ahead "But I didn't say anything about writing it in my next book" Varric joked with a low chuckle as Dante let out a groan "Come on, Mother Giselle ought to be around here somewhere" Varric advised as Dante grumbled a bit before moving ahead with the others right behind him.

As they walked down the path they soon were met upon corpses on the side of the road. More in numbers as they continued down the path towards the crossroads. Dante soon moved into a quick jog with the others doing the same as they soon arrived to the scene of the inquisition forces fighting back against the attackers.

The world went silent for Dante as he watched as the inquisition soldiers along with templars fight each other, killing one another before he noticed his group joined in the killing while he just stood there at the entrance of the crossroads.

Dante hesitated for a moment, killing people was something he never enjoyed. He has killed before but that was only because some poor souls were unfortunate enough to be warped beyond belief by demons who crossed their path. Every single second for them was agony so the only reasonable thing was to end their lives.

Dante took a deep breath and clenched his fists before reaching over his shoulder and grabbing his sword. He could see their group was being pushed back, the templars attacking his group and mages slowly coming up from the side to attack them as well.

Dante took another breath before rushing forward, running Rebellion through a templar's back and through his heart. He moved around slicing another man's head off, stabbing into another's heart. This continued on with such a fury motions that the inquisitive forces stopped to watch Dante single handily end the lives of the two opposing forces in less than a minute.

At the end Dante stood in the middle of the crossroads, with bodies surrounding him as he stared up to the heavens letting out a tired sigh. Dante looked down at Rebellion, looking at his reflection in the blood covering it before noticing his hands were also covered in blood as well.

He frowned, another reason he didn't like killing humans is that their blood doesn't evaporate like demon blood does.

Dante didn't realized that he was standing in that spot for awhile before someone tapped his elbow. Dante turned to see Varric looking up at him with a concerned look.

"You alright, you've just been standing there like statue" Varric commented to which Dante looked around to see the inquisition soldiers moving the deceased into a carts to whatever people in this world do with their dead.

"Yeah, I'm fine" Dante replied calmly before looking for something to wipe his hands off. He then noticed Solas handing him a small rag to which Dante gave him a small thanks as he began using the rag to get the blood off his hand and blade.

"No problem at all, just didn't figure you as someone who is disgusted by blood" Solas assumed as Dante shook his head.

"Nah, got no problem with blood if I did I wouldn't be in this line of work" Dante joked lightly that felt a little forced "I mean, I get covered in my own blood more times than I can count" Dante remarked playfully as held the cloth to Solas who shook his hand. Dante simply tossed the bloody rag off to the side "Come on, this Mother Giselle isn't going to come to us anytime soon" Dante stated before placing Rebellion on his shoulder as he sauntered off.

Solas let out a hum as Varric moved his head towards the elf "You noticed didn't you" Varric pointed out.

"Indeed, he seemed rather perturbed but that is not our concern. If he wishes to explain what is bothering than it is his choice" Solas concluded before moving off the side to see if his assistance is needed with the wounded.

Varric shook his head before looking back at Cassandra "Hey Seeker, you coming" Varric called to the woman who seemed also lost in thought as she stared at the wagon taking the bodies away.

"Each kill was rather clean, mostly through the heart with the occasional decapitation.." Cassandra noted somewhat distracted in thought.

"And?" Varric questioned lightly.

"Just seemed odd is all, I was expecting him to more gruesome in killing people, not neat and efficient" Cassandra pondered as Varric hummed lightly in agreement.

Varric looked over his shoulder to Dante for a moment before the two of them moved to catch up with the others.

Dante soon arrived at the steps of a building where he saw a dark skinned woman wearing white and red robes of a mother of this worlds church. If it wasn't for the fact he seen others wearing those robes back in Haven he wouldn't have thought she was the Mother he was looking for.

"You Giselle" Dante inquired as he watched some mages heal a soldier in the background.

Mother Giselle nodded to him "I am, and you must be the one they're calling the herald of Andreste" Giselle responded with a kind tone.

Dante just let out a groan at the title "Why must people keep calling that" Dante complained mostly to himself before sighing "Forget it, you wanted something or what" Dante asked rather rudely to which the mother nodded as she was barely phased at Dante's crude manner of speaking.

"I can tell you are a man of forwardness so I'll be brief. I know of the Chantry's denouncement of your title" Giselle began calmly as the two of them started walking together.

"Of which I agree 100% by the way" Dante interjected lightly.

The Mother continued, ignoring the small quip from the half-devil "I am familiar of those behind this and I won't lie to you; most of them are grandstanding, hoping to increase their chances to become Divine" Giselle explained before stopping to face Dante.

"Should've guess greed was involved in this" Dante sighed while shaking his head while Giselle nodded in agreement.

"But you should know that it is just they are frightened of what happened. So many good people have been taken from us in a matter of moments" Giselle said solemnly while Dante stayed silent, this wasn't something he could make light of "So go to them, convince the remaining clerics that you are no demon to be feared" Giselle urged strongly.

Dante couldn't help but feel unease at the accurate assumption of him. Dante stared at the woman for a moment before let out a tired breath "What is it that I must do exactly?" Dante inquired dryly.

"Give them something to believe in, give people hope and you will make a few of them doubt the rumors that you are a horrid person. By doing so you will gain time to seal the rift" Giselle clarified as Dante nodded in understanding.

"I guess I could get rid of the Demons popping up around the Hinterlands. Not like I wasn't about to do that" Dante stated nonchalantly as Giselle nodded in agreement.

"That is a good, this will give hope and that is what we need now as it will have people listen to your rally call as they will listen to no other" Giselle explained with a nod "I wonder, will you build the Inquisition into a force to deliver us. . Or Destroy us. Only time will tell" Giselle pondered for a moment while Dante just shrugged "I will go to Haven and give Sister Leliana the names of those who would be amenable to a gathering, it's not much but I will whatever I can" Giselle said as left Dante alone.

Dante stood there for a moment before letting a tired sigh, seems this is going to be a lot of work. He hates that, he would rather just kill demons and let someone else deal with this political bullshit.

Dante whistled towards his companions who then walked over to him "Alright people, I have absolutely no idea what to do but kill the demons here so I'm open to suggestions" Dante announced rather nonchalantly at his lack of forethought.

Varric snickered in response while the others just stared blankly at Dante.

"If we are to help the people I suggest we speak with Corporal Vale. he should have some information on how we can help" Cassandra suggested as Dante nodded enthusiastically.

"Great, you go do that while I go out demon hunting" Dante said turning on his heel and walking down the path before Cassandra could even respond.

Dante's companions stared at Dante's receding figure the two men turned to Cassandra who was fuming silently "I'll go talk to the Corporal and meet up with you. Make sure he doesn't do something reckless" Cassandra commanded the two before leaving to talk to the Corporal.

Varric and Solas shared a look before moving to follow Dante in silence. It didn't take them that long to catch up as Dante was standing in the middle of a diverging path, scratching his head in confusion.

Dante soon noticed them joining up to him "So~, you two wouldn't have any idea where these rifts with demons are?" Dante inquired as Varric tried his hardest to not fall over laughing while Solas just sighed and placed one hand against his head at the fact that this man was to save Thedas.

"You have a map" Solas responded dully to which Dante stared at the elf before looking at the dwarf for a moment.

". . You handed it off to the Seeker, didn't you" Varric grinned at Dante who grinned back with a shrug, knowing full well they will need to wait until Cassandra joins back up with them to continue on.

Solas sighed once more, this journey is going to take much longer than expected.

Well, I hoped you all enjoyed this chapter. Again, not making any promises to update anytime soon.

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