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Blood seeps like a poison. Sacrifice of woe or dread breaths the perfect fall of illusion. No one can slay away the past when it looks to them for their crimes. In this story Vergil Sparda is a haunted man, has been shackled by the ghosts for too long and the blood stains his hands like an engraving borne of a birthmark. You know grief but you also know of a language used as a defense. A defense of denial or realization. Sometimes reason isn't always explainable when its the only option. Two souls damned or too stubborn to see when they bleed because of their actions. Does a heart heal or destroy?