Life After Death -- Enter Neo

[Tsukikage]

Alright, Dante thought to himself, Mar seems to have calmed down, Tsuki and Hitoban are fine, and Shimo went to bed. Now's my chance.
"Mar... what should I do now?" He asked, "If what you say is true, then I've lived and died twice now. What -- who am I supposed to be now?"
Mar looked at him solemnly. "Well," He replied, "I'd like you to stay here with us, but that's up to you and my son and his mate. I... I miss my old friend, but at least now you are free of your curse -- you can be anyone or anything you want to now."
Dante tilted his head, "Curse?"
Mar looked up at the sky. The sun was already on the downhill trek to the horizon, and this discussion could cost even more time. He'd hoped Tsuki could've been here, but there was no point complaining about it now.
"Okay," He sighed, "Dante once told me that... being able to extend his life was a curse -- he lived many lives before meeting me. He said it was addicting. Now, you won't ever have to worry about it again, and you won't have to worry about the dark side, because he's dead now."
Dante took all this in... he'd lost entire families and identities because he was addicted to extending his life? It made sense that it was wrong, but still...
Dante bowed, "Thank you. I think... that's enough information for now."
Mar smiled, "Anytime. Feel free to ask me about anything."

And so, one question had been answered, but it certainly wouldn't be his last...

[hitobannofokkusu]

[ooc]Is this meant as a type of cutscene, or should someone be replying here?[/ooc]

[Tsukikage]

[This is a "Small-talk" thread for Dante. Anybody can respond, if they've got questions, or just want to talk to him about something. More often, It'll probably have Dante asking questions about his past lives, and thinking about the future. This thread is not designed to push a story forward, but to explore Dante's character more intimately.]

[hitobannofokkusu]

[gotcha.]

[Tsukikage]

So what now? Should he stay with this pack? Nobody would recognize him anywhere else, so leaving was an option, and with the sword strapped to his back, he could fight if he had to... Which reminds me...
Dante turned to Mar, "What's with this sword? It's just a blade of white metal. What's it's significance?"
Mar stared at the sword for a while before he finally answered. "Well..." he began, "That sword was given to me by Dante to give to you. He just said, 'When I wake up again, I must have this sword. See that it is with me always.' I don't know what he meant by it..."
Dante growled, "Dante. Dante! Dante!!! That's all I ever hear! I need a new name. I can't keep going on knowing that I've been this or that person. I need to have my own identity, separate from them. Let's call your old friend 'Dante'. The Dark Side, we can call, 'Muerta'. And I..." He thought long and hard, but he couldn't think of an acceptable name. "I don't know... maybe Lady Hitoban will know!"
Mar faked a smile, "Th-then you should go ask her..."
A tear fell from Mar's face as the little white wolf trotted off in search of a name. So... my friend really is dead then...