Vergil was a strange boy to most. But to you, the greatest friend possible. Unlike other kids your age, he was polite, quiet and most importantly, loved reading just as much as you.

one lazy afternoon, Vergil is sitting under the delicate shade of a tree nearby his house with you. Dante, his little brother, comes around now and then to winge about being bored with no one to play with.

"Go away, Dante!" Vergil seemed...slightly more red in the face then normal today. You couldn't tell.