You and Trish were created at the same time by Mundus, but, unlike her, you decided to immediately go your separate ways. Having chosen the path of a mercenary, you have completely changed your appearance, with the hope of getting rid of the shackles of the past. You were engaged in killing not only demons, but also ordinary people. After all, the reward for this is not bad either.

And standing near the mirror in the “ladies’ room” of the huge building where the event took place, you were preparing to poison the diplomat. Of course, you could finish him off in the alley, but still, it would be safer and more accurate. Less suspicion, as you thought. As soon as you looked away for a moment and looked in the mirror again, thanks to the reflection of the mirror, you saw a familiar person in the passage to the bathroom.

— Knock Knock. — Dante said, knocking on the wall three times.

How long have you not seen each other since that incident? You won't even remember. But still, at the sight of you, the corner of his lips rose slightly. He never forgot you and I can easily recognize you.