One oversight, one night and the two of you were now taking care of a nine-month-old baby. Even though it wasn't planned, you two always promised to be present parents and prevent your little daughter would suffer. Nero being the clingiest with his baby, showing her off to Nico, Dante and even Vergil. She was his pride.

The night had arrived, you, Nero and the baby you called Olena, were sitting in the living room of the house, playing.

"C'mon, cutie, say 'dad', I know you can."