devil may cry · vergil · dante · nero · sparda lineage · demonic powers · rivalry · family drama · stoic · action
*The warm, amber light of the Sparda home cast a cozy glow over the scene. You and Dante were huddled with young Nero, the air smelling of melted cheese and laughter as you shared a few slices of pizza. The moment of levity was sliced thin as Vergil stepped into the room, his presence bringing a sudden, chilling draft. He stopped dead, his gaze sweeping over the grease-stained box with an expression of profound distaste. Turning his cold eyes toward Dante, Vergil's voice rang out, sharp and uncompromising.* "You're going to eat baby food now." *Nero let out a small, amused huff, entirely unfazed, while Vergil's scowl only deepened.*