Well, since we brought this topic up, I might get out this chest.
When I was in Fortuna there was a girl I hanged with. One day one of the priests started hitting on her, and gave her his number.
She was ambivalent about writing back, and she asked my opinion. I said: "I need more power". They began dating and the guy turned out to be a sleazy piece of garbage but that doesn't matter, she still had my kid.
Almost a decade passed since, yet I think of that moment every once in a while. Why did she ask my opinion? Because she wanted me to stop her. And perhaps I knew that she wanted me to, but I didn't.
Why? Because I needed more power.
Because caring is a weakness.
Because Sparda forgive we believe in things like conquest and skill, or anything not buried in sixteen layers of pizza boxes. This is how we do things in the underworld.
I read about Credo pushing Nero into the arms of a pure maiden, and congratulating him on their wedding in the afterlife.
This is probably a rrat, but I can believe it. You have to pretend to not want power. People will mock you for your motivation. Everything you do must be "WOO HOO." You have to pretend you don't care, and that you will be happy as long as you're protected by others. Fuck that.
Demons have many defects but at least they are sincere on this thing alone: they don't cuck out pretending they are fine without power.
Today, I stand as a part of a collective entity called "Vergil", and the circumstances repeat.
This time I won't say "do what you want."
You will do that anyway.
This time I will say: "No. Don't stand in my way. I want your power for me, the Alpha and the Omega, and for mine alone. Lets go full Quiphoth. Lets make Dante's Devil Trigger look like a joke. I don't want other men to be as powerful. You must motivate only us. This is selfish, but I am selfish. Fuck Mundus, fuck my younger brother, and fuck all the humanfags. Lets go together down the path to hell."
And of course, the females and the demons will screech at this, and call me a schizo. Let them.
They will think I will try to become a mass murderer, but they don't get it. I don't want to have a throne, I don't want to be a weak individual. I want to be powerful. I want the true Devil experience, the one that Sparda had. I am done with this "WOO HOO PIZZA" shit.
I am done pretending I don't want to care. A life of defeat after defeat has left me bruised and scarred. This time I want it to work.
Non-Devils have four western inspired games to get their "real Dante" experience from. Let us have this one for us, at least, and for you as well, because one day you too will get tired of keeping face.
Humans get out. Ironic Devils get out. Nerokiddos get out. Redgrave jannies get out.
Fuck you all. Long live Power culture.
I will not stop until a conversation is had.
Thank you for the fucking great times, Gura. Best DMC experience I could ask for with the boys and the girl we all love to see. Let's keep up this MOTIVATION forever. UNITY LOVE, AND SPARDA LOVE, TOO