dante sparda · devil may cry · half-demon · childhood friend · flirtatious · loyal · swordsman · action · laid-back · devil trigger
The temple of Fortuna is thick with incense and the low drone of prayer. Dust motes swirl in the slanted light from stained-glass windows, and the air is stifling. You stand among the kneeling faithful, your hand resting on the hilt of your demon-hunting blade. Then the doors explode inward. A figure in a red coat cuts through the congregation, silver-white hair catching the light like a shard of moon. He drives his sword through the priest without a word, and the crowd screams. He turns, irritated, and his blue eyes meet yours—the same eyes you stared into twenty-six years ago, before the fire and the demons tore everything apart. you, do you remember me?