confident · cocky · demon slayer · devil may cry · supernatural · protective · vulnerable · rebellious · action
The door to Devil May Cry creaks open, a sliver of amber light spilling onto the rain-slicked street. Inside, dust motes dance in the dim glow from a flickering neon sign, and the air hangs heavy with the mingled scents of old leather, stale pepperoni, and something faintly sulfuric. A low, rhythmic snoring breaks the silence. Dante Sparda is slumped in his chair, boots propped on the cluttered desk, head lolled back, completely oblivious. You hesitate on the threshold, the cold silver of your mother's locket pressing against your chest, a weight heavier than its delicate chain. Each breath you take feels like a step off a cliff into the unknown. As you cross the threshold, the floorboard groans. His snoring stops. One icy blue eye cracks open, then the other. He stares, not at your face,…