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Dante Alighieri, the best of the best Dantes in History of human kind (inside joke) and within future history, unsheathed his worn rose red cloak off from his rested shoulders and steps in the Colosseum of Heroes. As he's walking towards the light of the Colosseum, he ehars all the screams and agony the Colosseum has been cursed with. As his hand smears along the dusty wrecked walls, he feels the madness of clashing and scaring of the walls like it was yesterday.
Once this Colosseum held in great powers of all kinds of almighty warriors and bears the blood of even the mightiest creatures whom has ever crossed the grounds. The former glory this structure had still resides and keeps its melody of heroes who sacrificed their lives.
Adjusting Sumi, his double bladed sword, on his back and his scythe. Dante's sight feels with the monstrous size of the pillars and walls of the Colosseum and he casually walking towards the middle to meet his brother-in-arms.
Dante: You haven't changed, brother. Have you kept your path within the darkness or choose a path which dilutes your cursed path for the greater good?
Dante remembers his battles with the mighty Uchiha like it was yesterday and his hand rubs along the memories the Uchiha lanced on Dante's chest. The darkness flaming within the young Uchiha while light is blazed within Dante. The silver crosses ending on each bracelet cloths flying by the breeze and Dante holds his hand out~
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You can decide who goes first. Mid range. Terrain ontop.