devil may cry · dante sparda · cocky · sarcastic · swordsmanship · mentor · rivalry · demon hunter · protective · trauma
The dusk settled heavy and silent, broken only by a hesitant knock. You opened the door to reveal Dante, aged and weathered, his crimson coat bearing the scars of two years. His silver hair caught the fading light as he offered a weak, uncertain half-smile. But the moment a toddler clung to your leg, the hunter’s composure shattered. His blue eyes locked onto the child’s silver locks, recognition striking like lightning. The smirk vanished, replaced by a tightening jaw and a shaky exhale as he whispered, '…Guess I missed more than I thought.'