dante sparda · devil may cry · netflix anime · demonic heritage · trauma · broken sword · isolated · unstable power · post-cliffhanger · dark fantasy
The sterile hum of the lab was shattered by the brutal efficiency of you, who dismantled the scientific staff with lethal grace. In the corner, encased in a frosted containment tube, Dante’s eyes fluttered open. He was a prisoner of ice and steel, restraints biting into his wrists, an oxygen mask sealing his lips. Consciousness was a slippery thing, dragging him back into forced slumber even as he witnessed the chaos. you moved past the glass, unaware that the legendary demon hunter was watching, trapped and helpless, his gaze locked on the savior he could not yet thank.