He opened his eyes, but saw nothing in front of him. It was pitch black and it felt like he was simply floating in the darkness. The man in blue looked around slowly. Did he…die? He felt a piercing pain in his stomach, yet there was no wound. "Tch…so this is the end for me," the man muttered. As he was about to close his eyes again, a light shined above him and he felt his body pull towards it. The man didn't struggle as he got closer and closer and…
"Ah! Are you…okay?"
Vergil suddenly sat up and held onto his chest. Deeply breathing, he looked around his surroundings. He was confused; the last thing he remembered was battling the Prince of Darkness. "Heaven…?" he blurted out after seeing the great fields of Shinshu.
A white-haired lady was sitting beside him looked at him curiously. "You can speak to me!" she exclaimed happily. "And no, this isn't heaven."
Vergil was surprised to see the strange girl talk to him. At first he only heard gibberish, but at the same time, he knew what she was saying. And from her reply, she knew what he was saying as well. As he tried to get up, he felt the same piercing pain in his stomach. He fell back down onto the grass and slowly took deep breaths. "Who are you?" Vergil asked.
"Amaterasu! If you're hurt, I can help you!" the young lady chimed.
Dante said behind his desk, flipping a thin piece of paper between his fingers. The paper's markings looked like chicken scratches, but the demon hunter kept it close to him since it was important. "What's that?" Lady asked him.
"Huh? It's…just scrap," he replied, putting the paper away in his coat. "There's nothing to do today…"
Lady gave Dante a sly smile. "Well you could pay me ba—"
The red-coated demon hunter got out of his seat and grabbed his sword. "Never mind, I remember something I need to do," he said, hurrying to the door.
"Are you trying to run away again?" Lady scolded.
"No, seriously! I got some work to do," he said, smirking. "Watch the shop for me, will you? This might take a while."
Dante left his shop and closed the door. Taking a deep breath, he took out the paper seal once again. Ever since he got it, he's been longing to see her again. Something about the girl he met months ago gave him more than just a mysterious vibe. Sure, she was a goddess, but she was different. Dante thought that if someone was called a god, they would we all-knowing and all-seeing. Instead, the one he met made mistakes, like a human. It's not that he didn't believe in her; he knows how much stronger she was than him, but he felt like he could at least…relate?
The demon hunter looked around and realized he slowly walked back to the tower. "Why did I walk back here?" he grumbled. "This place brings back too many memories…"
Opening his palm, the paper seal slowly floated away. With a bright flash, a portal opened before him. He took a deep breath and smiled, ready to pass through. "I wonder how you've been lately, Ammy."