He was running trying to get away from pursuing demons.
"Why do I fear?" He thought. He was thinking back. He was slowing down and then stopped by a tree. He then thought back on the event with his uncle.
"So what do you say kid?"
"You don't understand. I need more power to destroy a threat far greater then Mundes or even Argosax. I myself can barley defeat it. The beast destroyed my father. So you see my dear uncle I need the power of Sparda. Our existence depends upon it."
You then snapped back to reality. He continued his running until he felt a presence. He whirled and there stood the figure of Dante's mother, the clone Trish. He was baffled to see her.
"So son of Vergil. The great Revan perhaps?"
"How did you find me?"
"I have my ways. Now it's time to strike now."
"When I get my hands on the power of my grandfather he will die."
"Even if it cost you a life of someone dear?"
Revan looked down. He was deep in thought. Ever since he saw his father brutally murdered he had nothing left.
"I have nothing left to lose. Except my life." Revan replied.
Revan walked off. After about five minutes he finally reached his destination. It was a striper bar. He was curious as to why it was in such a place. Yet he opened the door and went in. There were bodies all over the floor. He sensed the pesky vampire women who constantly badgered him for his hand. Yet he constantly turned her down she still persisted.
"What are you doing here?"
"Come on darling…"
"Silence! I told you go away I don't want you around. I don't love you. I'm not a half bread like my father. So go home I'll take care this on my own."
With that he walked off to the next section of the room. He walked a little ways until he came to the middle of the room. He could sense it. This is were his father left his knowledge and secrets to his devil power. He knew this was the key he needed. He must get the amulet and the force edge.