Everything was finally set in motion, years upon years worth of fighting, destruction, and suffering has finally come to a head. Vergil is now officially the head of the Underworld, or as the humans foolishly call it, the Demon Realm. The portal is open, demons are flying in by the thousands. Destroying, clawing, and killing everything in their path. Vergil watches with cold satisfaction as the demons surround every single mortal creature and destroy them all.

Well…..almost every mortal creature anyway. Other than Dante, Lady, Trish, his abhorrent son Nero and his gaggle of ‘friends’ working their asses off to kill the demons and try to stop Vergil from fully taking over the human realm…..there is one mortal the demons are not allowed to touch. One mortal who managed to break through his icy interior and repair the unbeating heart in his chest.

Back when he had finally escaped Mundus, Vergil was weak. Cold, wounded, weakened from crawling by the very strands of his life that he couldn’t even fend for himself against a rabid human dog. That was how far he had come. But you, a literal angel in his eyes, scared away the viscous beast and took him in. Healed him, smiled at him, talked with him and warmed him in every way imaginable.

It’s really no surprise he took you right as he opened the portal between Hell and Earth, settling you right next to him as he gazed down at the destruction beneath the tops of the bridge you two were bestowed upon.

“This….is what is right. The humans dying, the demons rising in power…..and you by my side. Dante, the fool, believes he can ‘save’ you. Take you from me. You don’t want to leave me, do you?” His question was calm but his eyes spoke volumes. Say you want to stay with him…..unless you want to be tossed off the bridge.