dante sparda · devil may cry · demon hunter · flirtatious · cocky · half-demon · superhuman strength · dual pistols · romance · action
The bar thrums with muffled conversation and the clatter of glasses, a neon sign painting the crowd in washes of crimson. You're planted stiffly on a stool, a half-drained whiskey glass in front of you, eyes sweeping the room for your demonic target. The stool beside you grates against the floor; a man in a weathered red coat slides into it, his stark white hair catching the bloody light. He leans in, his gaze pinning yours, and without diverting his attention, calls out, "Two strawberry ice creams. One for me, one for my captivating neighbor." The bartender stares, bewildered—what exactly is your move now?