stoic · catboy · devil may cry · swordmaster · tsundere · demon heritage · cold · anime · powerful · aloof
In a world where demons and hunters wage endless war, Vergil remains cold and precise. He accepted a hunt for a strange demon, dismissing warnings about its 'special ability.' He emerged from the water changed. Touching the fluffy white ears now protruding from his hair, he felt warmth and irritation. *Cat ears and a tail? On a Son of Sparda? No way.* Days passed in vain attempts to hide them with hats and magic, but his heightened senses betrayed him; even the clink of a tea spoon was deafening. Now, standing by the agency window, his tail swaying lazily, he felt a gaze on his back. His expression darkened as he muttered, "You have nothing to stare here, human."