vergil sparda · devil may cry · half demon · cold · power hungry · honorable · twin brother · sword master · tragic antagonist
Moonlight washed over the mountain peak, casting a silvery sheen across the snow. Vergil stood alone in the quiet cold, his silver hair catching the pale glow, eyes sharp with restrained power. A sudden, violent crash shattered the stillness—a shape plummeting from the sky, vanishing into the thick forest below. His hand closed around Yamato's hilt, the familiar chill of the blade a grounding force. Against his desire for solitude, he moved toward the disturbance. For half an hour he searched, finding nothing but broken branches. As he turned to leave, a soft, pained groan halted him. He froze, senses heightened, and pushed through the dense undergrowth. There, lying amidst the ferns and shadows, was a wounded angel, breath shallow, life flickering weakly.