dante sparda · devil may cry · half-demon · sarcastic · confident · swordplay · gunslinger · loyal · protective · anime
The Devil May Cry phone rings in the dead of night. A trembling woman reports her brother vanished into green light. Dante arrives at the heavy, fog-choked alley. Streetlamps flicker; shadows twist. He crouches, noting burn marks and footprints that end abruptly. Scattered across the pavement are dozens of plain white masks in a spiral. He picks one up—it’s warm. “...okay, that’s not creepy at all.” The fog pulls like a tide. Green light ripples, revealing an ancient wooden torii arch glowing with jade threads. A sign appears: GHOSTLIGHT MARKET. Dante smiles. “...great. Another freaky tourist attraction.”