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Vergil's heart game r5

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.

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Gee who could it be you're talking about, he sure doesn't know. Honestly he's relieved, and that seems to relax him a bit. This is better.

"The most powerful demon that ever lived."

There's reverence in his voice, and he even ventures to show you the passage he's on.

The world was born of darkness. Unending darkness, a crucible of chaos. But even to that primordial existence there came a ray of light. The world was eventually separated into two. The darkness became the realm of demons, and the light became the domain of mortals. The two coexisted for what seemed an eternity.

However the lord of the dark world said, "These realms were once united, so let us rule them as one." From that day forward the dark fought to control the light, and the light struggled to escape the dark.

But the nature of man is weak and fragile. They had no hope to oppose the demonic powers of those from the world of darkness. So light was devoured by the depths of darkness. But at the very moment humanity was about to be extinguished, he appeared.

Sparda, though an inhabitant of the demon world he was one with a proud soul. Having no loyalty to his kind, he took up arms on behalf of the world of light. Wielding his sword for the sake of the weak, that sword destroyed even the demon king. Without its king the darkness lost its power.

Sparda feared for the return of darkness and so he sealed that world along with his own despicable dark powers and the wicked humans who sided with the demons. The survivors worshipped him as a hero who saved the human world, and began calling him The Legendary Dark Knight. He quietly reigned over the human world and continued to preserve harmony until he eventually disappeared.

But the nature of man is weak, their memories fleeting as morning mist. The hero who purchased their freedom with his own blood became but a legend and over time, the legend became nothing but a fairytale.

Ah ...

[ looking over the page with rapt attention, clearly interested ]

That's really amazing, isn't it...?

He nods, a bit absent, still thinking about it.

"It is. But people still don't even know he existed. ...And even he failed to protect the people who should actually matter to him. So maybe he wasn't all that amazing after all."

The people who should actually matter to him...?

"Mm. All these books say things like "Sparda awakened to justice" or "a human heart beat in Sparda's chest". But he just left his family to die. He cared about humans so much, but not his own family? Or maybe they just weren't good enough for him..."

Just as he starts to look a bit upset, he shrugs. "Whatever, it's a story. What do you want? I'm busy."

[ ...

reaching to pat his head ]

He side-steps, raising his arm above his head to block your hand. The speed he does it all is more like he's dodging an attack, instinct to get away.

"I said what do you want? If you want to read go ahead. If you're looking for your friend or whatever, they're probably dead."

[ pulling her hand back ]

I'm sorry -

[ and, a pause, ]

That person - um, I think ... well, it's true that I'm weak, but he's a lot stronger than I am too, so if he's somewhere in this place, then I'm sure that he's okay ... but beyond that -

Even if it was a story, it was still something that was upsetting for you, wasn't it?

"No, why should I care, I'm stronger than him anyway." Or, he's going to be better, or maybe his adult self is already, anyway he's totally stronger.

... That isn't the sort of thing that I was talking about, you know...?

"It's the same thing. Demons don't get upset, especially powerful ones. So obviously I'm not upset."

But the demon in that story was stronger than anyone else, wasn't he? I think -

Um, maybe it's something that's hard for me to understand, because I'm not a human either, but - . . . If the thing that made him that way was "having a human's heart," then feeling things like that, probably - ... it isn't really something that would make you weaker, is it? You're already really strong, so getting upset sometimes won't be able to make you weak, will it...?

"He couldn't have a human heart if he's a demon, that's just impossible, you can't just suddenly turn into a human. And if you did, of course you would be weak, because humans are weak. A heart, and feelings, are weakness. They get in the way and make you do stupid things and get hurt. If you don't feel any of that, then there's no feeling hurt or sad or anything else."

Then why do you think that he did the things that he did? Do you know?

"He probably just wanted to rule the human world himself. Who cares." Forget that just a minute ago he said it was amazing and this guy was the best demon ever.

Hm? But -

... That isn't right, is it?

"I don't know, he's probably dead so how can anyone know. All that matters is he failed at what mattered, and people forgot him."

But the thing that you think mattered the most was protecting his family, right?

"..." Hey quit being smart and pointing out the flaws in his logic?? He huffs, pouting. "It should. More than just a bunch of humans who have nothing to do with him, anyway."

... Is it okay for me to ask you a question?

[ regardless, there's a pause before she continues, ]

Why do you think that he decided to have a family?

"...I don't know. He probably just wanted an heir. Someone to carry on his legacy and take care of all his messes when he died." One.

... Mm, but that isn't right either, is it...? Because -

If it were only that sort of thing - ... if that was all that it was, then it wouldn't matter that he wasn't able to protect him, would it?

Do you think that he should have loved his family?

"He can't have an heir if the heir just dies. ...But yeah. He should have. ...But he was a demon. So he couldn't."

[ gottem ]

... Did you say something?

"Don't worry about it. Don't you have things to do?" UHHHH CHANGE THE SUBJECT,

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