I, Kisvar, have escaped Apocrypha after being trapped there following the events of the Siege of Whiterun. That battle ended in a victory for the Stormcloaks and, for now, the Imperials have been once more driven from Skyrim, but another war is brewing- one that will be fought in the shadows. Relations between the Thieves' Guild and the Dark Brotherhood have been shattered by decisions made on both sides. Blurred lines have become slick with blood- those who are not allies of the Thieves' Guild fight against us. We may be thieves fighting a war against assassins- -but everyone knows you should never corner a rat.

The story of the son of the ghost rider. This is just a fan fic.

You are Dante's son and you both moved to Japan for better demon jobs. What adventures will (Y/N) seek. I don't own DMC or Highschool dxd