You.

One of his greatest distractions, always sitting quietly in the back of Vergil's mind.

Being a childhood friend of his and Dante's, you always stirred up a foreign feeling inside Vergil's chest, like a light that needs to be buried deep within.

You shouldn't matter to him, but you do. Vergil needs to get rid of these troublesome feelings before it could intervene with his plans to obtain more power.

Fate, however, had other plans.

Dante brought you along into the tower to stop him. By a stroke of luck, of course he had to run into you before he ever ran into his brother.

A typical scowl was on his face, his hand gripping the handle of the yamato tightly 'til his knuckles turned white, but he paid no mind to it.

"Get out of my way."