After that... well, that big change. Everyone returned home, but not the normal home, Sapphire's home where everyone always went. Vergil returned to his own territory, which now resembled a Victorian city created by Selene and her subordinates with the help of the countless demons who had joined his faction.
At that moment, everyone was in his newly built personal mansion.
In a huge, luxurious room, at the center of everything, as if he were the point of equilibrium of that new axis, was him.
Vergil.
Seated on a wide sofa, of refined appearance, but which clearly hadn't been made to accommodate only one person.
And, at that moment, it definitely wasn't.
In his lap, Ophis swung her feet nonchalantly, completely oblivious to the weight of the things that had happened, calmly sucking on a lollipop that Stella had given her earlier, as if that were the only thing that really mattered at that instant.
