The Reign of Dante Salvatoria.

Book VIII: Family.

“Joram hit him with your Cana Cakura Blast!” Dante yells above the sound of Ki blasts. Joram charges up his Aura then lets loose a beam directed at Gbriil. “Gbriil take the beam and redirect it!” Dante shouts to his son. “Joram strike him with your staff!” Dante shouts. Joram runs towards Gbriil with his staff behind him “Gbriil slash him with your blade!” Gbriil draws his sword and dashes towards Joram. Their weapons clash and they’re both thrown back. They both fall to their knees and collapse. “That was a good training session you two.” Dante says happily to the exhausted fighters. “So can we eat now?” Gbriil asks. “And sleep?” Joram adds. “Yes you are both dismissed. You’re work is exemplary” They both rise and walk towards the Caisteal. ‘They have done very well today’ The Voice in Dante’s Head says. “Yes, yes they have Sirius” Dante replies. ‘They might put up a fight in the battle when I escape’ Sirius says. “You’ll be defeated, don’t worry about that” Dante says nonchalantly ‘How do you know that?’ Sirius snarls “I have faith in my compatriots. They will not lose” Dante says walking away.

    Dante walks into the Throne Room and takes off his crown and lays it on a cushion. It’s a simple silver ring with carbon black designs on it. It’s a plain crown but it holds much esteem in the House Horikitsune. Dante turns to leave but sees a shadow out of the corner of his eye. He turns to see Joram standing, arms and legs crossed, against a pillar. “I was wondering what was with the crown” He says. “It’s an heirloom from the Salvatoria Family. It’s older than my father, Taka Okami bless his wretched soul” Dante says “I see. Is there any reason you still have it?” Joram asks “If it’s such a bad memory, I mean” “It’s a status symbol. It shows my Emperor Status.” Dante replies. “I see, and how long have you been Emperor?” Joram asks “I’ve been Emperor since I was fourteen. Also since I killed my father” Dante says nonchalantly. “You killed your father?” Joram asks slightly surprised. “Yes, well no. Sirius took over and killed him. I was merely a vessel.” Dante says “How long have you been Emperor for?” Joram asks regaining his composure. “Well I’m about forty-two now. You do the math” Dante says “Twenty-eight thousand years” Joram says “Oh that’s right, time passes much much faster here. Yes that would be correct” Dante says.

After this, Joram remains in the Anti-verse for many, many years. He stayed in Caisteal Horikitsune and trained under the tutelage of Dante. He trained every day and, over forty years, slowly got stronger. Joram grew older, and became a member of the High Council of House Horikitsune, he also found his next few forms Saiga 1-3. But things, cannot stay well forever.