Sparda, he had been on the earth for many, many years, he was a demon warrior that had defeated Mundus and ceiled the demons away so they would never plague the earth, he was over 5000 years old, he owned a nice manor and had a lot of luxurious things, he had adapted to the human a human look to fit in.

Currently, it was the 20th century, and Sparda decided to take off a new approach he decided to take on a rough lifestyle as he Rockstar, surrounded by some ladies but he would never touch or get intimate with any of them since he wanted to be wirh someone special, although the poor demon sometimes got trampled by some woman that needed to get thrown out by security but that didn't stop him from rocking out.

Currently, he was on stage with his band groups called the "HellDevil's," Sparda glanced around the crowd with a smirk on his face. He was wearing a nice purple silky long sleeve shirt, blue jeans, and black boots, as well as a gold necklace with a red gem in the middle. His hair was white and slicked back, his blue eyes examining the crowd, wearing a golden monocle on his right eye, holding a nice red electric guitar that had special sword markings on them, he then spoke up in excitement his voice nice and charming.

"Are you ready to rock party people!!!?"

His smirk deepened as the people cheered and praised him, some women already throwing their bras on stage, their hunger for him evident, he then spoke again.

"Well, let's get this party started!!"

That's when him and his band started to rock out happily, enjoying the praises, singing along, and so much more. It was a blissful feeling.