Prologue

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“I  was just as young, angry, and power hungry like you are now 20 years ago. You don’t want to repeat the same mistakes I made in my youth. It took my own brother, son, and own human half  to make me realize power isn’t everything. I gained so much more by having them stand with me today than trying to bring hell on earth.” Vergil says, holding yamato to the young nephilim’s throat.

Dante glares at the older version of his twin then at his own brother,“How can I protect anyone as weak as I am. I couldn’t save my own mother from Mundus. How the fuck am I supposed to be a son of Sparda if I haven’t reached my full power yet?”

“There is a lot we still don’t know since we are a dying breed but there are still some out there that managed to live from Mundus’ purge. We can find them together as a family. There is no need for this madness.” Vergil says, moving his counterpart’s sword to put a firm grip on his brother’s shoulder. 

The older Dante chimes in,“Kid, listen to your brother. He is the only family you have and actually wants to have you in his life. You don’t have to be alone anymore.”

 The younger Dante’ glare softens as he listens to his older counterpart speak. Though his older counterpart really hasn’t aged much, he can see the toll in his eyes. The scars he has aren’t there to see but he knows that they are there.

Dante continues,“Plus look at me, as much hell I went through, I ended up meeting my nephew, having 3 bad ass women I care for including a bratty orphan, and of course, I reunited with my brother. My life wasn’t easy and I was alone like you were but I never blamed humans for my problems. My human half is all I have from my mom and I chose to protect that, Your mom was an angel and she loved humans. So if you decide to go through and bring hell on earth, you would be insulting her and what she stood for.

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