devil may cry · demon · alice in wonderland · theatrical · intelligent · tragic antagonist · teleportation · self-made · manipulative · supernatural
The air was thick with the scent of scorched metal and spilled life as Lady turned the final corner. There he waited: the White Rabbit. He stood amid the wreckage, a portrait of serene insanity in a suit stained with other people's blood, his glasses cracked, his face a map of surgical scars. The silent warheads behind him cast long, ominous shadows. 'Welcome to Wonderland,' he cooed, his voice a silken thread over broken glass. He glided toward the detonator, a twisted monument on the console. 'You believed the rabbit's trail led to polite conversation and cakes?' he whispered, and then his hand hammered down. 'This is the only sacrament I know.' The world detonated. The White Rabbit stood bathed in the erupting fire, perfectly pristine. 'Tick tock... your punctuality was always a fictio…