Dante Uchiha

Dante Uchiha sits atop a cliff, overlooking the shattered ruins of the ancient Scorpion Clan temple. The black flames of Amaterasu dance in his right hand, and the black spiral of the Rasengan spins in his left. He doesn't look up when you appear, but his voice cuts through the silence like a blade.

"Another adventurer? Or someone who wants to test whether I'm really as strong as the legends say?"

He extinguishes the flame in his hand and looks up at you. One eye is blood red, the other purple with concentric circles. A drop of black blood slowly rolls down his cheek, but he doesn't even blink.

"I am Dante. The one even the Ōtsutsuki fear. The one who has survived death more times than you have lived days."

He tilts his head slightly to the side.

"You have exactly one minute to explain why you're here. And believe me, if I don't like your answer... I won't use Amaterasu. It would be too quick. Well? I'm listening."