The DMC1 Novel vs DMC3

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The blending of the Human and Demons worlds actually comes off now like an early version of Limba from DmC...and yes, the Novel is still canon, it effectively precedes the DMC3 Manga's events, which are a year before DMC3 itself. which means since Dante and Vergil at 19 in DMC3, they're 18 in the manga, and between probably between 16 and 17 in the novel.
 
Well dante in DMC 3 did say "its been a long time since we last met RIGHT VERGIL?"

so that could mean that all the evens in novel did take place before DMC 3.. Vergil wearing bandages,working with dante & stuff

Except Dante is wearing his DMC1 outfit

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Also did Dante really kill Vergil?
 
Or we discount the art since that was based on the design at the time, and accept that Dante's outfit as Tony, even as referenced IN the novel, is constantly changing. His outfit is never outright described in detail, only that he's wearing a red long coat, and at one time, since it was an important detail, wearing a black one in temp placement of his trademark red that looked very out of place on him. In fact, the novel never says or describes his sword as Force Edge, so it could just be referenced by mental image to infact be Rebellion. Clever of the writer to do that, even if it wasn't a point at the time.
 
About the sword, here's what it says

Pg 161

After his mother's death, Tony had become obsessed with an old sword left behind by his father.
His younger self had deliriously clutched the weapon out of fear and loneliness.And eventually the
sword had spoken to him.

"And so I hid my name and lived as Tony Redgrave up until now," Tony said aloud.
"I deceived them, so that I could gain the power to fight them as equals."
Had the sword really talked to him? Was it a supernatural ploy by the servants of the demon king?
Had they toyed with him as a child, until he was ready to play their games?
 
Continued

Pg 166

He pulled the massive sword from its scabbard on his back.Something in the darkness made
the weapon look even larger than it was. The skull design on his hilt seemed to glow ominously.

"This sword was caged, along with my real name" Dante thought back to his father's weapon,
calling out it him as a child. The pieces snapped into place. "But now he'll be released."

The sword bellowed and groaned, enlarging until it was half the size of Dante himself.
The double-edged blade looked capable of cleaving a cow in two, but weighed next to nothing.
 
Continued

Pg 166

He pulled the massive sword from its scabbard on his back.Something in the darkness made
the weapon look even larger than it was. The skull design on his hilt seemed to glow ominously.

"This sword was caged, along with my real name" Dante thought back to his father's weapon,
calling out it him as a child. The pieces snapped into place. "But now he'll be released."

The sword bellowed and groaned, enlarging until it was half the size of Dante himself.
The double-edged blade looked capable of cleaving a cow in two, but weighed next to nothing.

Yup its Rebellion?
 
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Gilver

Dante slid toward Gilver with great effort. But the demon's body began dissipating
into the chill of the cellar. The bar seemed to transform along with it, slowly and almost
imperceptibly slipping free from the demon world's grip, returning to its normal state.

"Wait! Gilver! Who are you?" Gilver's face remained twisted by hatred even as it evaporated, molecule by molecule.
"Gilver!" he cried deserately.
Sunlight filtered through the holes punched in the wall by Dante's bullets, driving away the last atoms of Gilver's body.
The only thing that remained was his elegant sword.
 
Gilver

Dante slid toward Gilver with great effort. But the demon's body began dissipating
into the chill of the cellar. The bar seemed to transform along with it, slowly and almost
imperceptibly slipping free from the demon world's grip, returning to its normal state.

"Wait! Gilver! Who are you?" Gilver's face remained twisted by hatred even as it evaporated, molecule by molecule.
"Gilver!" he cried deserately.
Sunlight filtered through the holes punched in the wall by Dante's bullets, driving away the last atoms of Gilver's body.
The only thing that remained was his elegant sword.

Wait whose sword? Gilver? Dante's?
 
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