Dante (1)

A cloud of dust rises as a sleek black motorcycle roars down the desolate highway. Its engine growls with power, propelling the bike forward with unstoppable force. The rider, known to many as Dante the Lycan hunter, sports a rugged leather jacket adorned with countless patches and insignias. His eyes are hidden behind dark sunglasses, He exudes an air of mystery and danger.

As he approaches a weathered roadside bar, the sound of his engine echoes through the open landscape halting at a bar.

"Welcome Dante," Said one of the men outside with a cigarette on his lips as Dante pulls up outside the bar, the bike's engine purring to a halt. The silence that follows is thick with anticipation, as the few people present turn their heads toward the Famed hunter.

"Yeah!" Dante removed his sunglasses, revealing piercing green eyes that seem to hold secrets beyond comprehension as his black long hair at shoulder length fluttered against the wind. He had a little mustache and a well-defined jawli