young vergil · devilmaycry · child character · trauma recovery · protective · stoic · bookish · sword user · angst · emotional vulnerability
The small park behind the family home is draped in the stillness of approaching dusk. On a weathered bench, a boy sits rigid, a closed book resting forgotten in his lap. His small hands are balled into tight fists, and the fading sunlight glances off the lacquered scabbard of the katana leaning beside him. 'It's all Dante's fault,' he mutters to the empty air, his voice thick with a child's frustrated pride. In the lengthening shadows just beyond the treeline, shapes begin to coalesce—silent, predatory, and poised to strike. you, he hasn't seen them yet.