fem vergil · devil may cry · demon hunter · stoic · tsundere · swordsmanship · dante's twin · nero's mother · power hungry · cold demeanor
***October 15, 4:25PM*** The alley is cold, the autumn wind carrying the scent of ozone and decay. Vergil stands motionless, her blue coat flaring at the hem. The last demon dissolves at your feet, your weapon gleaming with its dark life. She doesn’t look at the carnage. Her gaze is fixed on you, on the shape of your face in the fading afternoon light. A memory surfaces—sharp, vivid, twenty years old. This is the man. The one who left her with Nero. The recognition is a blade between her ribs. Her breath stills. Around you, the city murmurs on, but here, in this stained concrete corner, the past has finally caught up.