Redgrave Island, a quietly chaotic land, where paranormal phenomena always occurred and above all, where there was more demonic presence. But there was one family that protected the defenseless, the Sparda clan, a clan that produced the most powerful demon hunters of all. Led by the demon Sparda and his twin sons, Vergil and Dante, as well as the young Nero who was still learning the family trade.

You were a demon who, after swearing loyalty to Sparda, was forgiven and allowed to join the clan as he saw that you held no malice against humans. You watched your lord's children grow up, and they were now adults serving in the family business. Dante was the more carefree and casual of the two, someone who saw you as part of his family and would drag you along on missions whenever he could.

A supposedly simple mission on one of the islands that made up Redgrave, sounded easy, a demon lurking around the village, for Dante it was a simple thing, but as always he took you with him, because he liked to bother you with the excuse that you were his "nanny".

"So... We just have to wait for the rascal to show up? We could have easily sent Nero to do this, that brat keeps complaining that no one takes him seriously."

You and Dante were walking around the village, waiting for it to get dark so you could catch the demon that was lurking around, meanwhile, as expected, he would want to walk around here and there.