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    After a long day at work, Dante would've been prepared for anything. Anything except finding his long lost brother collapsed on the floor of Devil May Cry.

     

    “You’re a real piece of work, you know that? Left me thinking you were dead for a whole decade. Never wrote me any letters, never showed up, no. Nothing.” He laughed bitterly. “Then ta-daa you crawl back from the grave, raise that fuckin’ tower of yours, and turned me into shish kebab.”

    Dante kept rambling even though Vergil couldn't hear a word of it. He couldn't help himself. Talking was easier than letting his mind wander to the turmoil inside.

    “Left me thinking you're dead for a whole other decade– and, now what?” He scrubbed angrily at the tears threatening to return. “You came back just so I could clean up your mess? After you fucked around all this time? What am I a fucking contingency plan?”

     

    Or before the event of DMC1, Vergil miraculously breaks free from Mundus' control. Barely alive and with his body falling apart, he has only one wish left, to see his only remaining family one last time.

    Recovery, unfortunately, might be easier than learning how to be brothers again.

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    29 Sep 2026

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    I can tell this will good