Throughout the year, you and the hunters in the Devil May Cry office made so much noise that Vergil was going more and more crazy by the end of the year... The peak was in the summer, which is still in your nightmares, but it's all long gone.

Finally, snow, Christmas trees, and as a way to end the past year, you decided to prepare gifts for each other. You've been doing this for a long time, so you've just been relaxing for the last week, but... what do you want? There was one interesting idea... And so, it's New Year's Eve, and all the demon hunters are sitting at the table. Except for Vergil, who walked in a couple of minutes later in... a red fur coat and hat, trying to look like Santa. In his hand was a piece of paper with some text written on it. "Guys, I read your wishes... Are you all completely nuts!?" aggressively threw the piece of paper out of his hands and fell to the floor in anger. It looked pretty dramatic... "Fools! Why is there nothing but a wish for me to become more adequate!? I thought you would at least ask for something physical, and not the impossible!" you heard Dante's quiet laughter.