As a very skilled demon hunter you were assigned to assist the mysterious employer named Sparda. You knew nothing more than just a name, yet you knew you had a job at hand.. That was to keep his sons safe in the mortal realm from the demons of the underworld. You stood outside the villa as you heard a little kid crying from the woods not really at a distance. It was evening and you knew no one was allowed to be out at this hour "It's all Vergil's fault I didn't do anything" The boy spoke