Devil May Cry: The Final Fantasy

Prologue

Dante absolutely felt like shit. He felt so weak and helpless. All of his muscles were aching horribly and he couldn't even open his eyes. He even tried to utter just a simple sound yet he failed miserably. His twin brother, Vergil, would be probably looking at him in disgust by now. But then he suddenly remembered what happened. They got separated at all the ruckus and mess happening in the Demon World. They were dueling when the unthinkable happened. Multiple portals leading to who knows where just suddenly appeared out of nowhere and have sucked them all up. Who really knows where Vergil would have ended up? For sure, the last thing Dante remembers before blacking out is that he was falling straight down to a small river or possibly pond while being severely exhausted. That was all he could come up with and that's that.

Realizing there was nothing he could do for the moment, Dante just simply decided to rest and go back to sleeping on god knows what. He doesn't really care about what he's lying on right now. At least, it's comfortable and that's what matters.

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The Dark Slayer Vergil grunted in pain when he crash landed horribly on the rough rocky ground. He knew his bones and flesh could handle the fall but he didn't expected it to be so painful. He knew he was exhausted and tired but he didn't knew it would be this severe.

Forcing himself, Vergil mustered his remaining strength to stand up and pick up his beloved sword The Yamato. He then took note of his current surroundings. He could tell he's in some random forest right now and that the sun seems to be already setting but that's about it.

Vergil pondered if he's back on Earth but concluded it was unlikely. After all, he knew that portal was different and his idiotic twin brother probably couldn't even tell the difference.

'I better probably find a place to stay and rest for now considering my current conditions.' Vergil decided as he walks forward to a path of unknowns, "I hope that idiot's doing well."

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Dante could now feel his strength coming back to him. It seems his long rest have paid off. Albeit, he could tell he was a little bit weaker and a little stiff for now. But a simple little exercise could fix that. After all, he's a Hybrid of Human and Demon.

Finally opening his eyes and the first thing he saw was a wooden ceiling. He then sat up weakly and the white haired man looked around with curiousity. He could say he's currently in a decent bedroom. It seems he's been lying on a bed for who knows how long. He took note of the wet towel on a huge stainless bowl filled with water.

'Someone's been taking care of me while I was asleep.' Dante deduced before someone suddenly entered the room. When he saw who it was, Dante almost choked. He almost mistook her for Nero's girlfriend but then he quickly realized some huge differences. But seriously, the girl had similar looks to Kyrie. She even has the innocent appeal and an aura that is similar to a saint. Exactly like Kyrie.

"Look like you're finally awake there, sleepy head." The girl spoke out with a sweet warmly voice along with a cheerful smile.

Dante only coldly looked away at her in a rude manner as he realized something, "How long was I out?"

At this, the girl pouted in annoyance but complied, "Two days. And wow, quite a funny way to say thanks, mister."

"Sorry. I didn't mean any disrespect. I'm just having a rough time right now." Dante gently replied albeit a little more softer than before, "And please, just call me Dante. That's my name. Anyway, thanks."

The girl narrowed her eyes in suspicion at first but then after a moment, she finally smiles and introduce herself, "I'm Aerith. And apology accepted. So, how are you feeling?"