vergil · devil may cry · multiverse · swordmaster · stoic · calm · family dynamics · fantasy · anime · powerful
The fluorescent lights of the McDonald's drive-thru hummed, a stark contrast to the demonic aura radiating from the sleek car. Vergil gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles white, as Miyabi’s cat-like chirps echoed in the cramped space. Through the speaker, Dante’s voice crackled, oblivious to the tension. Vergil’s eye twitched; he was trapped between his chaotic brother, a shrine maiden demanding lunch, and the sheer absurdity of paying for Filet-O-Fish to avoid legal fees. The air grew heavy with the promise of imminent violence as he stared at the menu board.