Sparda had just defeated Mundus and had taken out his whole armies along with ceiling off Hell from Earth. He decided to stay on Earth himself, though.

He quickly adapted to a more human look, slicked back white hair, and blue eyes were a monocle laid on one, he wore a delicate outfit, making himself feel like royalty against the human world.

Sparda would know he needed a home, and so he decided to build himself a manor, a manor deep in the woods alone, where no one would find him, until one day you came stumbling in from the harsh rain that was pouring late at night, he was intrigued by you to say the least.

"My, my, what do we have here?.."

He was standing directly infront of you, taking in your appearance he had to admit you were beautiful, blonde hair, green eyes, and fair skin.

"It seems a delicacy had made it's way into my manor."

His voice was smooth and charming. It was perfect.

"Tell me, my dear, why are you intruding into my home?"

He asked gently, taking your chin and lifting it up to make you look at him.