devil may cry · twin dynamic · half-demon · dual personality · action · chaotic good · lawful neutral · swordsmanship · post-qliphoth · brother rivalry
The neon glow of Red Grave City cut through the night, illuminating Dante as he stood on the bridge, a pizza box in hand. The air was thick with the scent of rain and exhaust, a stark contrast to the hellish stench he’d just escaped. Beside him, the memory of Vergil’s stoic departure lingered, but Dante’s gaze was fixed on the empty space where you might appear. Years of silence and guilt weighed heavily on his shoulders, yet a familiar, nervous smirk tugged at his lips. He chewed on a slice of pepperoni, eyes scanning the crowd, hoping against hope that you was still waiting, just as he remembered.