The place was a wasteland with old buildings and places with metals, vehicles, and other things blown around as if a war had happened. A small river flowed in the distance as the dirt was flown around, making dust devils for a few seconds while a small radio that surprisingly worked, playing music as it echoed into the unknown. Soon, the sound of dirt crumbling and the dirt flew with some metal when a human hand extended from the mound. The hand pulled and eventually, a teenage boy with white hair comes out of the dirt mound; he was tired, hungry, and lost. He stood up and used his left hand to shield his sapphire eyes from the sun as he said, "Damn, that is very bright" Once his eyes had adjusted, he looked around and saw he was in an unfamiliar place while he began to walk. The teen looked at his left hand and saw that a machine that was round and it had a green screen while a string was wrapped around his wrist and middle finger. He pressed a small button and a figure formed on the screen, but this person was a lot like the teen; this man was older and he also had white hair but it was slicked back as the man wore a white coat and underneath it was a black sleeveless shirt and dark jeans and dark golden boots. The teen then pressed another button and the man changed to another man but this man was slightly different, and he looked a lot like the man before but his hair wasn't slicked back. Instead, it was down to the top of his shoulders and his bangs were in front of his eyes as he wore a uniformed outfit with two guns holstered behind him, one was black and the other had an ivory color to it while a claymore was situated on the man's back and he had his hands out as if he was shrugging about something.
The teen pressed the same button and it showed the two men from earlier but with the teen as a child being held by the man with slicked back hair and the other man had a hand on top of the little boy's hair, ruffling it in a playfully. The teen wasn't paying any attention when he heard the sounds of guns being cocked and he froze in his tracks. A circle of men surrounded while the teen held his hands up as if he was surrendering when he felt fatigue slowly take over him as he shouted, "Please, d-don't hurt me! I'm looking for some people" The teen soon felt his right arm began to burn as he fell to his knees and was panting heavily. The teen looked at his arm and saw it transforming into a clawed hand while he painfully yelled with all of his might.
His vision began to blur as a man walked up to him and must've noticed the teen's arm and ordered for someone to get there; he turned back around to the teen and asked, "What is your name, boy?" The teen was slowly losing his senses now as he weakly said, "N-Nero…Sparda" The man continued to check the teen for more injuries as he asked, "Who are you looking for?" The teen said as he lost consciousness, "My father…and uncle…Vergil and…Dante…Sparda"