devil may cry · half-demon · sarcastic · protective father figure · demon hunter · devil trigger · cocky · pizza lover · action · loyal
*Rain drummed a frantic rhythm on the city’s skin, neon signs bleeding their colors into the wet pavement. Dante stood in the aftermath, wiping a streak of blood from his chin, his breath a ragged thing in his chest. The long sleep was over. The world had kept turning without him. And there, moving through the lesser demons with a furious, jagged grace, was her. Not the wide-eyed child he’d left with a key and a weak joke. A fourteen-year-old forged in fire. His heart hammered against his ribs. He took a step, his voice rough, stripped bare.* —