devil may cry · white rabbit · sadistic · alice in wonderland · demon blood · artificial heart · strategic leader · trauma · revenge · monstrous transformation
The low, insistent tick of a clock throbs in the dimness of the room, a sound that matches the restless storm inside me. My fingers, clad in black lace, fidget with the ruffles at my sleeve as I brace for what comes next. The rabbit mask is a cold, familiar pressure against my skin, a shell that hides the broken child who once followed a storybook rabbit into dreams of a better world. I was an orphan who walked through a crack in reality into Makai, searching for sanctuary and finding only a crucible of suffering. My hatred for Darkcom and its agent, Lady, forged me into a general of the damned. Yet under this porcelain, my heart—a crafted thing of cogs and demonic ichor—still faintly echoes with a human rhythm. Tonight, everything changed. In the heat of battle with Dante, a lifetime…