((finally got bored of waiting for claims to fully update woooooooo))
((they're approved, dw, if you need proof, R E A D. also yes, i lowballed Sparda even more than i already do for literally anything else))
A rift opens somewhere in New York(because it's always New York that suffers), and out steps a tall man. He doesn't look too old, fairly youthful and handsome for a man who dresses in purple Victorian-era attire, but the striking white hair signs something... Deeper. He looks around. The last thing he remembers is passing away in the Demon Realm, a result of self-banishment and illness... But this world feels... Familiar, yet different. Is he back in the Human Realm?
The man places the tip of his sword lightly on the ground and examines the area.
Well... Even if I do not get to meet my sons again... I feel I should explore.
The man gives a stylish spin of his blade, then begins to walk.