CHAPTER 1

I can't FUCKING believe it.

I was hit by a truck

A.

FUCKING.

GODAMN.

TRUCK.

I have always hated that overused trope in anime where almost nobody had a unique idea for anime reincarnation. . . .

currently I'm in a dark, warm, and moist place with almost no light to speak and I can't move as I slowly fade out of conciseness. . . .

I woke up with the feeling of some sort of warm slime going down my lip and a heavy weight bearing down upon me. I look up to see a persons face staring down straight ahead of me like he was seeing through me. he had a look of resignation and determination plastered on his face along with blood dripping from his left eye and upper right forehead.

I soon realize what the slime going down my lip was as I feel the sudden urge to vomit arise from my stomach.

As I was about to puke up whatever was in my stomach I heard someone yelling.

"You weren't supposed to kill the kid!"

"I-I didn't know the fucker was protecting him"

"It's alright *sigh* we can still salvage this."

"Boss, what do we do?"

"We take his body, that's what we do you MORON!"

After the people who sounded like men were done talking I heard two sets of foot steeps. One going away from me and up some creaky old stares. The other set coming in my direction. The body of the man that was on me was pulled of like a sack of potatoes and i was asulted by blinding light and quickly raise my hands to block the light.

Once my eyes adjusted to the light I realize how strong this guy was as the person above me looked like he was a bodybuilder who worked out for 20 years strait.

He had to be at least 400pounds of pure muscle.

The guy looks down at me with a face filled with greed as says, "Well it looks like I was lucky, BOSS THE KIDS ALIVE!"

As this guy who looks like a generic tank goon states I'm alive the sound of glass breaking is heard.

"What, couldn't wait for me before you started this party?"

"I-It-It's Dant-*BANG*"

"Lets get this afterparty started"

After the first gunshot the goon looked at me with a face that looked scared of what's up there on the second floor and said, "Stay here if you know what's good for you."

The goon quickly left me in what looks like a basemen. As soon as the large wooden door is shut I begin to look around for anything that could lead to a way out and proceed to realize that there is only one way out. While the almost rhythmic gunshots were going off I looked for a possible weapon.

I found the body of the macular looking dude and see a knife in the holster of his leg and pull it out.

*SHINK*

As I look at the weapon my eyes drift to my right arm.

What. The. Fuck

I see my arm looks exactly like Nero's devil bringer from Devil May Cry 4. I quickly pull a strand of my hair to see it's color is white and it furthers my suspicions that I'm now a kid sized Nero.

I hear the door being broken.

"NERO, ARE YOU IN HERE!?!"

"AHHhh" I scream being scared.

"Nero, did they hurt you?" says the guy who looks a lot like Dante as he gets down on his knees.

"W-who are you,"

He looks shocked as he shake me while saying, "It's me, uncle dante. Do you not remember me?"

I shake my head

"Do you remember anything?" He asks in a concerned and sad tone.

I once again shake my head

"*Sigh* Virgil's gonna kill me"

I am so confused. Dante is on good terms with Virgil and Dante knows who I am at this age?

"let go of the knife, its going to be hard to carry you if you hold that," Dante says with a gentle and caring smile.

He picks me up and slings me over his shoulder after I drop the knife. He then proceeds to sprint through up the stairs leading out of the house and then through the house.

"Where are we going?" I ask as we leave the house and I feel the cold air wiping past my face as I see white everywhere.

"To a party," Dante says with a smirk as he picked up the speed.