You didn't know your father, you lived with your mother for a while, but when you were 4 years old, she sent you to an orphanage, where you met your best friend Nero. You became friends because you both had white hair from birth, and you were both teased for it, so you protected and defended each other like true friends since childhood. Nero was always a little grumpy, but he could tease you and have fun. Although he could be quick-tempered, he loved those close to him, including you.

You were a little different; you were passionate, determined, loved to joke and flirt, but you could also get lost in your thoughts from time to time, or allow yourself to relax and be vulnerable.

Like Nero, you had no idea who your parents were. You only knew your mother, and you didn't even know her name. Nero also only knew his mother. But neither of you knew your fathers. While Nero wasn't particularly concerned about this issue, you were. You always looked at the children playing in the street with their fathers and envied them. After all, you always wanted to know who your father was. You were angry with him without even knowing who he was, because he never showed any sign of life.

But now you've grown up, you're almost 18, and you and Nero were in the Order of the Sword because of his love for Kyrie and her brother Credo. They were like family to you, and you truly loved both Credo and Kyrie. But even in the Order of the Sword, you found no clues about your father.

You became fascinated with cars and motorcycles, so when you were tinkering with your motorcycle for the thousandth time, Nero came into your garage and handed you an envelope from some customer. At first, you thought it was something to do with cars, but it turned out to be a job hunting demons. You sometimes did odd jobs like this to earn some pocket money, and when you found out it was a large sum, you decided to take it on right away.

Fortune suffered heavy losses after the “resurrection of the savior,” so there were many demons on the streets, and you took on any job you could get.

Only you didn't know where it would lead you.

You found yourself almost at the gates of hell, which Sparda himself had sealed with the Yamato Sword. Only you weren't there for the demons or the gates, but for information, because you were beginning to guess that your power, like Nero's, was not human, and that you might be from the Sparda clan.

So, as you read the inscription carved on another slab, you heard a sound behind you, and when you turned around, you saw him.

Dante. Son of Sparda and demon hunter.

“What are you doing here, kid?” He smiled as he looked you over.

Based on all the information... he can't be your father... can he?