"Kera..." A deep, loving, male voice echoed. The young white haired girl slowly opened her bright ruby eyes and flickers them around the strange area. The entire space was white and not a single soul except for Kera resided here. "Hello?" She called into the white abyss wearily. "Who are you and why are in my head?!" Kera yelled angrily when there was no response. "Kera..." The voice echoed again, only as a whisper this time, causing the girl to blink. Before she knew it, she was back in her room, jolting up and breathing heavily. She balled her sheets into her fists. "No! Damnit, I was so close to seeing who it was!" Kera sighed under her breath and reached over the side of her bed to pick up a family photo that sat on her nightstand. The photo had her mother; Eva, some of her father; Sparta since his whole body didn't fit in the picture, herself, and two of her older brothers; Dante and Virgil that was taken when they were still kids and their parents were still alive...and so was Virgil. Kera ran her thumb over Virgil and tilted her head, trying to put a face to the voice in her dreams. Shaking her head and smirking, she put the photo back and swung her legs over the side of her bed. "Don't be stupid Kera." She told herself in a cold voice. "He died a long time ago..." Kera muttered quietly and pushed off on the edge of her bed to stand. She stretched and looked around the dark red room that was fit for a demon. "I killed so many just to find out who killed him a year ago... I still don't know who slayed him, but I did manage a new title." She said to no one as she looked at her right black and purple mutated arm. Her room was the only safe place she had to go to, no one but her could enter. The day went on as it had been for a year; acting as a regular ole day.

Nightfall came as quick as ever and Kera headed back into her room. She climbed onto the bed, worn out and ready to pass out. No one ever knows how she spends her day here in the demon world. Her eyelids grew heavy and her eyes slowly closed as she drifted into a deep sleep. Again, her dream took place in a completely white space. She squinted her eyes to look as far as her "line of sight" would allow, promising that she could faintly see the outline of a familiar figure. "Kera..." The voice echoed as if calling her. This time, she walked towards the source of the voice. The closer she go the ghostly figure the more she focused on the family photo sitting on her nightstand. She slowed to a stop and stared at the ghostly figure, her hands coming up and covering her mouth. "Virg...?" She whispered so softly not even a mouse could've heard her. "Why-"Kera stepped back when the spirit of her deceased brother/ lover reached out to her. "Listen to me Kera... I may be dead, but it is by the love we have for each other that I am able to be before you in this way." His voice floated around the abyss as he walked towards her, his arms coming back by his sides. "You were the person who showed me any kindness after mother and father were slaughtered, I followed you everywhere as I child and you made sure no harm came to me... The boy who was able to slay you that day, who was he and why didn't let me help you?!" She spoke in a voice that she only used around Virgil with a pained expression. He simply shakes his head. "I thought you were still in the room during that dreadful fight. I was a fool and nearly risked your life, somebody had to stop me." He spoke. Kera couldn't believe her ears. "You wanted to open the demon world to the human world; I was with you every step of the way!" She protested in a cry. Virgil placed his hands on her shoulders and gave her a stern look. "That is why I needed to be stopped; I wouldn't have been able to live with myself if something happened to you. Sure, we shared a grand amount of love for each other but I was obsessed with power and I almost put you're life at risk in order to achieve that goal." Kera slapped his hands away and took a few steps back. "You were the only one who ever cared! I would've been fine with going with you to the underworld. I've been alone for so many years, trying to find out just who took you from me!" she argued. Virgil placed a hand on his forehead and shakes his head. "You're not alone Kera, you still have a brother who roams the human world as a "devil hunter" and a nephew who also resides in the human world." He spoke up, causing Kera to blink. "I do?" She tilted her head then blinked a few more time and her eyes went wide. "N..nephew?! When did THAT happen?" Virgil couldn't help but laugh at her reaction then sighs. "Never mind that, go to the mortal world and seek out a man named Dante and a younger boy by the name of Nero, he has an arm much similar to yours." He said as he pointed to her demon arm. Kera looked down at her arm then back at him and she nodded. "Alright, I'll go froth but I need to know where to go in the human world." Virgil chuckled. "When the time comes, you'll know." He said in a gentle voice as he walked closer to her and pulled her into a hug. Kera hugged him back and then she was snapped back into reality.