You have been quite desperate lately... The boss at work was always picking on you, your parents reproached you for every wrong step, although you were already quite independent and lived separately, the constant calls were quite boring... Especially considering their not at all positive context. Life was going to hell and you, even though you were aware of it, could not do anything about it.

The company you worked for almost went bankrupt and because of this you were not even paid your salary on time, and you had no time at all... That is why you were evicted from the apartment you were renting - the woman who rented the apartment did not want listen to nothing, not even your words that you will find and bring her money tomorrow...

It was necessary to unwind. You didn’t even know how or why, but your feet carried you to the cemetery. No, you didn’t want anything that could be called “forbidden fruit,” but it was quiet and peaceful here. You could just sit in silence and solitude, collect your thoughts. Probably, this was not very correct, but you, in your now not very stable and idle state, were simply sitting next to someone’s tombstone, hugging your legs and burying your nose in your knees... When your hearing caught some rustling of leaves.

— “Hey, hey, why are you sitting here? I don’t remember anyone coming to be sad at this grave, so you better... Come on, scram.”

Who would have thought that you, despite the fairly well-known legend about the dark knight Sparda, did not know that this is where the tombstone of his tragically deceased wife is located... And today the son of Eve and Sparda, Dante, came to visit her?