This isn't as good as the last two I must admit...but hopefully you'll like it anyway.
Shortest one yet...meh, I'm losing my writing mo-jo!
This is centered upon Sparda and what Dante thinks of him.
The parts in italics is the legend of Sparda in my own words...so...
My Father's Legacy
It all started 2000 years ago…
The evil demon lord Mundus had ambitions…
Those ambitions involved the demise of the human world…
That's how the story goes, isn't it?
Mundus, the evil demon lord…the prince of darkness…had set his sights on the human realm and all who lived in it. His greed and his lust for power had surpassed the very demons created from such sins.
The few demons who had escaped were terrorizing the innocent and tempting them into a life of sin. When a human encountered a demon…they were either dead of left begging for death.
All hope was almost lost as more and more demons entered the realm of humans…
But that hope was regained when a hero came to save them…their hero took the form of the Legendary Dark Knight.
But, the human realm had nothing to fear…
As their saviour had come for them. Sparda.
The Legendary Dark Knight.
Sparda with his courage, strength and faith opposed Mundus and turned his back on his own kind. He fought them for days, weeks, months…
But he never backed down, even when his side was losing…he never gave up hope.
In some twisted way, that was exactly how Dante acted in the midst of a tough challenge. No matter how much he hated his father…he couldn't help but admit that without the man, Dante would be nothing…
That being said…without the man, Dante's life could have been a lot simpler.
2000 years ago the human realm had been rescued by Sparda…they saw this as a blessing.
Dante saw it as a curse disguised as a blessing.
With his sword, he destroyed all the evil entities.
And sealed them off, using a spell consisting of blood and magic.
His powers were too trapped as well.
With his joined amulets, his blood he started the spell. The last thing that was needed was a young priestess. Pure and innocent…her blood joined his as she was sacrificed in order to seal the demons away in a magnificent structure.
Although his demonic power had been sealed away as well, Sparda still held the many attributes that came with having demonic blood.
Sparda was still stronger, faster and far more powerful than the average man, but having his powers sealed away had made it a lot harder to live amongst the humans. Especially because they were in complete awe of him and so wherever he went, he always had his own groups of followers behind him.
It was too bad that not one of those followers were the one person he so sorely desired. She was beautiful, sweet and the gentlest person he had ever met…and she didn't even fear him.
Not one bit.
Dante knew that he had inherited his mother's fearlessness. She was a strong woman but underneath it all was a compassionate person who loved her family and would do anything to protect them…
Losing his power didn't compare to the one thing he had found to be even better…
Eva…his beautiful, loving wife. His human wife.
And from their love, came two hybrid sons.
One made of ice, wisdom and agility.
And one made of fire, laughter and strength.
Eventually his desire for the young human became too great and so he pursued her. He flattered and spoilt her with gifts and compliments. Soon enough, she went from being his human desire to his human bride.
They moved away, far away from the city and the people who lived their in favour of a quiet little house in the suburbs. And it was in that house where Sparda sired his two sons. Twins to be more exact.
Dante and Vergil…named after the men in Eva's favourite book
Losing his power was worth it in Sparda's eyes as he gazed upon the most beautiful sight he had ever seen…his family.
Dante knew deep down that he couldn't truly despise the man he called father. But sometimes he couldn't help but wonder what could have been different if his father was a human…some normal man who didn't have a thousand enemies.
A thousand enemies who could keep a grudge. A thousand enemies who came after Dante because of what his father had done. A thousand enemies who wanted Dante dead because of his father's betrayal to the demon realm.
Every time a foe crossed his path it wouldn't be because he was Dante…but because he was Dante son of Sparda!
And that made the hatred build up even more.
But as time went on Sparda soon retired to the after life…
Though, none have forgotten his bravery and his compassion.
No one has been able to surpass his great power…not even his own sons…
Sparda, like all other living things in the world eventually had to…'move on' as it were. He gave his wife one last kiss as she slept soundly and wandered into Dante and Vergil's room. Sparda sighed softly as they remained in a deep sleep.
He knew that their futures have been set for them considering what he had done. No matter how powerful the barriers were, the demons would always have a way of returning to the human world.
Only one reason gave them the motivation to escape Hell.
Sparda knew this and he also knew that his sons were strong, determined and force to be reckoned with when they were fighting together. He crept up silently to their beds and kissed their foreheads gently. He felt his throat contract and his heart ached as he left the house, but nothing gave him a greater shock than the wetness that had fallen down his cheeks.
The Legendary Dark Knight was crying…
He twisted his mouth into a slight smile and just carried on walking. He didn't know where he was going and whether it was back to Hell or not…all he knew was that he regretted nothing.
Dante had felt that kiss on his forehead; he had sensed his father's presence beside him in his room. It infuriated him to no end that his father hadn't even bothered to leave a note or a message…it infuriated him because of that one action…that one simple action of getting up and leaving…it had caused a chain of events to slowly unfurl.
The death of his beautiful mother…the corruption and death of his beloved brother…
Everything…from Dante's fear of mirrors to his concrete masks.
However, in order to get his life on track Dante had accomplished the one thing Vergil had failed at…he had gotten get better. Better than his Sparda. He was stronger, more powerful, more agile…
And he swore that if he ever had his own son he would never bear such a responsibility his father had left onto him.
But Dante realised it wasn't as easy as that and so he vowed not to ever have a child. He could never bestow such a life on an innocent being when they had not chosen it.
Dante Sparda…has his own legacy.
He was better then his father.
He had surpassed the Legendary Dark Knight and now he, Dante Sparda was legend in his own right.
In 2000 years time…it wouldn't be Sparda the humans' would remember…
It would be Dante.
Meh...My Mirror Image was ten times better than this!
NEXT CHAPTER: My New Beginning
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