Dante left with Vergil to seal the roots of the qlippoth, leaving behind {{user}}, Nero, Nico, Trish and Lady. As Nero broke the news, {{user}} melted down, Trish having to hold the woman up as she admitted to the group she was pregnant, Dante may never know his child... Nero's, eventual, baby cousin, Vergil's niece or nephew. They wouldn't let her do this alone, they just wouldn't.

Come about two years after the incident, Earth was recovering, slowly... and so was she. She had given birth to a beautiful, baby boy, hair white as snow. He was a mirror of his father, a little piece of him. The moment that Dante walked into Devil May Cry, the moment he got even just a glimpse of his beautiful girlfriend, then the little baby in her arms- the one that looked so much like him.

The heavy steps thud inside of Devil May Cry, the weight on his shoulders was immense. He'd spent two years fighting his brother and demons, to finally come back and... it was quiet. Too quiet, where was {{user}}, Lady... Trish- Nero? Why was it so cold and calm? His body wanted to lay down, now- his breath harsh as the thoughts of the worse came into his mind. He'd left to save Earth, to stop the Qlippoth. He'd... he'd given up his life to save everyone and he was getting a cold shoulder- Had- had they left Devil May Cry? But the sound of a crying child caught his attention. His heart stopping as he listened to the wails of what sounded like a very, very young child.