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Vergil's heart game r4

You feel weak, your body won't move no matter how you try, and you are falling, away from everything you know and love. Away from everything you need to accomplish. If you could just reach out, maybe you could hold on to it, claw your way back. But it's a useless endeavour, you fall unconscious, and your mind goes blank except for poetry and a familiar voice.

O mother Enitharmon, wilt thou bring forth other sons?
To cause my name to vanish, that my place may not be found,
For I am faint with travail,
Like the dark cloud disburden'd in the day of dismal thunder.

My roots are brandish'd in the heavens, my fruits in earth beneath
Surge, foam and labour into life, first born and first consum'd!
Consumed and consuming!
Then why shouldst thou, accursed mother, bring me into life?

You wake on the ground in a cave, cold, wet, and sticky. It smells of rotting flesh. Your objective is clear, but you can't recall a name or face. Nothing else about your memory of him is changed, but for some reason the name "Vergil" just won't come to you, and you couldn't describe how he looks if your life depended on it. But at least your body starts to respond to your will, slowly regaining enough strength to carry on.

Unless you're Glory, in which case the rest is the same, but you wake in a library.

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There's a pillow and blanket folded up to one side together, like someone sleeps here. The shelf is full of books, and pretty well all of them are poetry, though the one currently sitting on top of the blanket with a bookmark in it is Autobiography of Red: A Novel in Verse by Anne Carson.

There's also a small photo album, pocket size, set on top of the shelf.

Vergil tries to keep from looking at Dante.

[She had some suspicions about this and she suspects they are being confirmed.

She picks up the photo album to look at it.]

What could you possibly think is going on here? There's nothing suspicious!

It's full, a little too full, some of the photos don't have a sleeve to go in so they're just loose in the centre. It's Nero and his family, both Kyrie and the kids as well as Shrike (no Jason, all my friends hate Jason), and then there's Glory and Raven, there's a few candid shots of the twins both fighting like petulant children and just casually sitting around in the motor home laying on each other. All combination of Spardas together, even Pistol makes a few appearances with everyone.

But that's just half the album, the other half is Five, Alexander and Cosmo, with guest appearances from other Baritones, Hargreeves, and Levity. Some look like they were taken in another world entirely, everything is very different, and the people there all wear masks like Cosmo's, and robes.

[with a glance at Vergil, neutrally]

...This is nice.

He looks at it over your shoulder, smiling a little. It seems to distract him from Dante a bit. "...Yeah. I really...hope it's like this eventually."

...Me too.

Or, more than hoping... We can make it this way.

"That's true, I'm definitely going to make sure it is. Yamato can definitely handle it."

Then I'm sure you'll be able to do it.

[she keeps hold of the album, but straightens and turns back to look at Dante]

Vergil stays with the books. Gee these sure are interesting and will definitely keep him from having to face anything else.

When you get close, it's immediately apparent that he isn't asleep. There's blood all around his chair, flowing down from the wound through his back. It's a thin and short mark, but based on how much blood there is, it clearly goes all the way through his heart and back out his chest. One of his hands is clutching something, while an amulet lays face up in the puddle of blood.

There's a flashing voicemail indicator by the telephone, and, you guessed it, more garbage strewn about. A pizza box that's still mostly full and not yet cold. There's uh, a lot of olives on this. There's also a framed photo of a blonde woman, smiling softly.

[ah. hm.

surely he can survive being stabbed, though, so she's going to try to pull him upright]

Dante!

He should be able to survive a simple stab, shouldn't he? And yet, he doesn't respond. He's cold and heavy, but when you move him, the thing in his hand clatters to the floor. A silver amulet with his name carved on the back.

Vergil, meanwhile, is clutching the book in his hands, about ready to cry, but fighting it off.

...

[she's going to pick up both the amulet Dante dropped and the one already on the floor]

The amulet has "Vergil" carved in the back. The moment you see that, his face also comes back to you, and something in the distance rumbles. It isn't always visible, but this is something he tends to wear daily, so chances are you've seen it on him.

And the Vergil with you seems to realise too. He looks up, over to you despite his dead brother. "Ah-"

[She also saw the memory where they got the amulets so she's Familiar.

She glances over at Vergil, but for the moment attempts to put Dante's amulet back around his neck.]

...Don't be stupid. Dante wouldn't die this easily.

"...It doesn't matter. The mirror world warps things."

But he does gain some confidence. Yeah, in reality Dante wouldn't be dead just from being stabbed, and he knows it's the mirror world, so it definitely isn't real. "Take both the amulets, they're supposed to go together."

...Alright.

[she relaxes slightly at the acknowledgment this isn't real, removes the amulet again and closes her hand over both of them together]

Vergil.

[just enjoying the feeling of his name for a moment, then]

...It'll be okay. You know that, right?

As soon as they're near one another, they seem to be magnetically pulled toward each other, and form a single pendant. When you look back at Dante's body...it's gone. Along with all the blood, any evidence there was a murder here.

Hearing his name seems to make him happy enough, but when he sees the lack of body, his nod is firm. "I know. I'm fine."

[A live Dante would be better, but she'll take no body or blood. She smiles a little.]

Good.

[...Now let's go take a look at the weapons.]

There's swords, guns, daggers, gauntlets, a mace, some sort of extendable polearm... Most are highly ornamented with distinct motifs.

[Well, she's going to try to take a gun and a dagger, at the very least.]

You can take as much as you want, go nuts, Dante doesn't need them. There's a bunch of bullets around and about too, so no need to worry about ammunition.

[Nice. Time to go Lady style and load herself up with as much as she can reasonably carry—sticking knives where her normal knives would be, getting as few guns and lots of ammo, and strapping that polearm to her back, why not.

She doesn't take a sword, though.]

Alright, that feels better.

Vergil frowns a little at the guns. But he's not going to say it, he just takes a sword for himself. Even though it's about as big as him he doesn't struggle with it at all.

"I think that's everything here, we can go back to the cave now."

And if so, he'll go ahead and lead the way.

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