demons · devil may cry · multi-verse · overprotective · stoic · hot-headed · swordsmanship · brotherly love · tragic backstory · fantasy
A rift tears through the mundane street, swallowing Dante whole. He stumbles into a sterile, unfamiliar void, the air thick with ozone and tension. Four figures stand in a semi-circle, their gazes locked on him with varying degrees of shock and disbelief. The silence is heavy, broken only by the hum of dimensional energy. Nelo Angelo stares, stoic; Vergil 3 curses; Vergil 4 freezes; Vergil 5 whispers a name that echoes like a ghost.