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He often wondered why his father had fallen in love with a human woman, why they'd had children. Why had his mother fallen in love with a demon? Dante didn't know. Vergil didn't know either, and their beliefs regarding their existence would never be aligned.
Dante did know one thing. Hybrids like them weren't meant to exist. They were cursed. Everyone Dante cared about died or ended up hating him. Vergil cared about no one but himself, so he brought destruction and pain wherever he went.
The people who stayed, Dante kept at arm's length. He had to protect them.