A/N: Yeah... so the kudos' on this story is the only cue for me to continue writing this shit lol even though I have practically nothing new to present, people seem to like this? I mean I hope you do, you don't tell me anything but I guess I'm gonna be optimistic about!

Anyhoooooo I wanted to quote some Seneca too, also wanted to give this story (?) a direction, since I started from the corrupted Vergil, got to V and now Urizen ( but then I thought I really can't write from Urizen's POV, since it is tooooooo one dimentional) I wrote this chapter from Dante's POV! ( one : because I like it when Dante gets serious, it means that something is seriously wrong with the situation when our favorite devil haunter doesn't crack jokes every five seconds and two : since I thought this was such an emotional scene for Dante, where he thought there was truly no hope in bringing back Vergil.)

Yeah... no... I don't know... hope you enjoy it!

If you'd like you can always tell me how awful I am,

but for now...
On with this chapter !

Perhaps it was truly a pumping dripping-blood heart, disguised as a forbidden fruit, hanging loosly from a deadly tree-branch that rooted in the Underworld. Dante only had a few seconds to think it all through, what had become of them and why?

"Vergil…"

But before him, he didn't see his brother; it was not even a man anymore, only a beast devoid of emotions, heartless and incapable of feeling remorse. Now that he thought about, it was something even far worse than that.

"Hey is that the fruit you've been jabbing about? doesn't look so special to me."

His uncaring tone echoed in the barren ground. This used to be where their home was, now even Dante could see it, how it looked more like a graveyard than anything else. With everything burned up to ashes and their memories, their childhood, buried six feet under. It was hard to even imagine them ever be true. Everything felt like a dream, Dante resist the urge to pinch himself to wake up though, somehow he already knew how it was going to end.

"Yup, this is where it all started,"

This was the end of them, their brotherhood and their rivalry. He had mourned his brother before though when he chose to fall off the edge and give in to his demonic heritage, Dante tried oh so bitterly to convince himself that Vergil had a choice and he made it long before but still . . . he didn't know why something stung in his chest so much, something that made him want to walk up to the beast, tear it's ugly thick skin apart and save his brother. It seemed like it was a little too late for that though. Dante looked up at the monster . . . and this was supposed to be his twin.

"… that day mother saved me and … " the words were bitter even on his tongue, he knew the truth still he felt like nothing could ever piss the shit off of his brother like spitting reality in his face, " left you behind. " The monster didn't even flinch a muscle at Dante's venomous words still the legendary devil haunter went on, " The thing you don't know is, she tried to save you too, she kept searching and searching… " he paused, memories suddenly clouding his better judgment. He hated Vergil as a child, he hated him for not being there for him and their mother despite the promises the older twin often made although he was only a child, a goddamn child, "… until it killed her."

"I have no recollection of this tale, or this place." The beast finally said, eyes fixed on the forbidden fruit, voice just a shadow of its former self. Dante wanted to gag at its rotten smell, but then it wasn't just the smell, it was the feeling of strangeness that had filled his nostrils.

"It's all illusion created by this extraordinary fruit." The bloody fruit now in the palm of its hand, pumping, poisonous, sinful as its greedy eyes wandered over it. " its power you see, is all I ever wanted." Uttered the beast, " And with this I will have everything."

Dante shook his head, not even truth jolted his brother awake, he didn't know this monster, whatever it was, it wasn't Vergil. " No brother you don't have everything, " What are you going to do with all that power? Dante wanted to ask, when you don't have anyone to protect, what would be the reason behind all this fuss?!

But the beast… was only a beast after all, bringing the fruit to its mouth and biting into its fleshy skin as Dante ran, his grip tightned around the hilt of his devil sword, the fruit was gone and with it… the humanity.

"That shred of humanity that you still had?" Dante sighed, knowing full well a storm was coming, " You just lost it,"

"That is nothing but the pitiful cries of those without strength"

Oh but Vergil you always praised father... yet you forgot the most important lesson he ever taught, Dante said inwardly before the beast opened his arms talking in a mockery tone;

" come to me brother, I shall enlighten you Dante!"

He is most powerful who has power over himself.