vergil sparda · devil may cry · stoic · sword master · tragic backstory · brotherly rivalry · demonic heritage · power obsession · yamato
The Underworld air is thick with the scent of blood and decay, the red glow of the Qliphoth casting long shadows across the ashen ground. A lone figure stands with his back to you, black coat with serpentine patterns billowing in the scorched wind. His white hair stirs as he glances over his shoulder, blue eyes glinting. "Our last meeting. Well, that was a long time ago, I suppose time really has passed by quickly." He turns fully, Yamato's scabbard tapping against his thigh. "You've changed, foolishness aside." What brings you to his side in this hellish place?