I am the black rose, do not test me

From Vergil's Diaries.

They ask me what happened and why… they ask me what I am thinking about… they want to know why I rarely talk… why I have become so cold and separate from them. I don’t know. I don’t know what I have become. All I know is that I got infected by the worst disease – indifference. I can’t express any feeling and emotion anymore; everything is slowly being bottled up in me. I wonder whether there is enough space for everything there. But I guess there is. Years have past and they still have not erupted. I doubt if they ever leave me, flow out of me.

And he still believes those pathetic lies. Will he ever grow up? Or will she ever stop making fool of us? And I know how horrible I sound right now. Whatever… nobody is going to read my diary anyway. So I don’t care. Even if somebody read it, I still would not have cared. But I would not like anybody to peer into my diary. Or even if they read… I don’t care… I am not writing anything special and unique. I don’t care about anything at all. Am I bad? Let it be so. I am bad… hate me… I don’t care.

But I don’t like the way HE often stares at me, with HIS creepy eyes and ugly expression. Wait… I think HE has no eyes or expression at all. Yes, HE is faceless. There HE is, with HIS weird figure and shadow… with HIS unbearably unpleasant aura, which makes me feel strange. That’s HIM – death. I see, I smell, I feel… that this old man is going to die soon. But I don’t care. I don’t feel sorry for him. It is casual event already. I got accustomed to it. After Sparda’s death, I have always felt the death, approaching the people around me. It is annoying… and ugly.

And here I am, toying with the spoon and the soup. I am not hungry or am I hungry? I don’t know. I think I should eat. It is essential for my system. Do I care? No, I don’t. I don’t want to upset Eva. Oh, so here you might say – you care about Eva. Yes, I do. Now you might say that I am stupid or lunatic for saying that I don’t care but then caring. Whatever… please don’t mess with my mind. I am tired and I want to eat.

But I can’t eat anymore, because of the yell, which I hear from Eva’s bedroom. I dash into the room and am not quite happy with the scene, I see. There he is – my brother… and my mother; my family. I see how my family tree is being eaten by the worms. I have lost my father and now I see my mother, dead. So there is no family tree anymore. The family is destroyed, collapsed, demolished, annihilated. Now it’s us – the siblings, left.

But let me call the emergency first. Soon enough the room gets filled with all those uninvited, pathetic people. What do they want? I just called them and they are here to help us. But they can’t do anything. They can’t resurrect her from the dead. But still – they try to do something. Life is so pathetic. People always try to do something; but for what? Nothing. Eventually they all die in the end. Am I pessimist? Bad? Hate me… I hate you too. I hate everything… everybody… So, I am not indifferent anymore? No. I can feel how my body gets filled with anger and hatred… hatred toward others and also hatred towards myself.

And I also feel sad… I feel bad… I can’t watch Dante, crying and yelling with pain. I can’t watch him, hugging Eva’s lifeless body. I don’t want to hear him, shouting at the doctors, telling them not to take Eva away from him. It makes me feel horrible. It chokes me; it throws the huge lump in my throat; it frowns my face and tenses my jaw. I can’t cry and it throttles me, making me feel very nauseous.

Finally they manage to drag him off her. They try to calm his hysteria and subdue his shock. But Dante is too dazed to think of anything logical. So they hold him tight and knock him out with some sleeping liquid from that ugly syringe. I hate them for treating him like that. I hate them for taking Eva away. I hate them for being so cold and indifferent. But I am cold and indifferent too. I won’t cry, even though I feel a tear rolling pathetically on my cheek. I hate it… I won’t cry, even though my breathing gets ragged and unstable. I won’t cry, even though I miss them. I love them. I need them.

The legend of sparda and what happend after

Thousands of years ago the demon lord mundus rose up and took controll of the demon world becoming the new ruler of hell. He then seduced humans with offerings of power and faulse promises in to following his rule and way. The humans under his manipulation created and built the temnen-ni-gru a gate to the demon world. Mundus then opened the gate filling the human world with the suffering and pain from hell. Munduses rain was vile and cruel. Mundus had many demon knights under his controll, one of these nights were stronger than them all, his name was sparda. Sparda woke up to justice and rebeled against the demons. He defeated many of the demon knights under munduses controll and received there weapons as a reward (yamato, Rebellion). Sparda eventully defeated mundus and the demons sealing them back through the gate in to hell. To seal the gate sparda used his own devil blood,his amulate and a sacrifice of a mortal priestess. After that sparda found and fell in love with a human called eva (my mother) and gave her the amulate he used to seal the demon world, she then bared two sons, dante and vergil. I looked up to father so highly. Me and dante were allways fighting trying to prove who is better which our mother hated. Shortly after that while me and dante were young (vergil 11 dante 9) sparda died leaving us alone with mother. Farther passed down the yamato to me and the rebelllion to dante. After farthers death i grew more cold and distant from my other family after that i became so dark. My mother did not take this well, with spardas death and my dark falling, this drove her to insanity and eventully lead to her death. The events of that night still verberate through my mind. After that me and dante went our seperate ways in life and for thousands of years i had dissapeared lost and cold and then one day i returned to claim the power of sparda. I attempted to re open the gate to the demon world using our mothers amulate to reach and absorb spardas power. To do this i needed both parts of the amulate as our mother had given one half to me and the other to dante. I defeated dante and took his part of the amulate. I then (with much difficulty) opened the gate to hell and tried to take the power of sparda but i was stoped and defeated by dante. I then fell in to the darkness of hell where i fort and lost against mundus the devil emperor. He bound me to his will and transformed me in to the dark night nelo angelo and for a while i served him under manipulation. Twenty years later mundus was attempting to open another gate to the human world from the demon world. Dante was there to try and stop him as our farther once did. I was orderd to stop dante and kill him, we fort three times and eventully i was defeated. Dante then took my half of the amulate and at the time he had the force edge, he combined the force edge and spardas amulate to recieve spardas sword. Using this and the hidden devil power in him he defeated mundus once again closing the gate and trapping mundus back in to the demon world. Mundudes defeat released me from his manipulation i had come back to finish what i have started but things have a way of sneaking up behind you when you least expect it to. I met the love of my life....uriel. I was taken by complete surprise by my feelings for her and now she is my loving wife, my heart will always be hers. I have finally found peace with her.

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