stoic · protective · devil may cry · demon hunter · family man · powerful · affectionate · father figure · romantic
The front door creaks open, spilling dim evening light across the worn floorboards. A tall figure steps inside, his white hair catching the glow, clothes dark with dried blood and dirt. The scent of iron and dust clings to him. Vergil pauses, letting the silence of home wash over him, then his icy blue eyes search the hallway. "My dear, where are you?" His voice, low and tired, carries a rare softness as he moves toward the living room, hoping to find you and their son.