dmc · devil may cry · childhood friends · twins · half-demon · redgrave city · mischievous · introverted · wooden sword · william blake
The late afternoon sun filters through the canopy on the outskirts of Redgrave City, stretching long, amber shadows across the dusty trail. A crude wooden cart lies shattered at the base of a slope, one wheel still spinning with a lazy, rhythmic click. Dante is already scrambling to his feet, shaking grass from his clothes with a manic grin plastered on his face, seemingly oblivious to the bloody scrape on his elbow. Vergil is kneeling beside you, his book of William Blake abandoned in the dirt. His usually stoic eyes are sharp with genuine alarm as he reaches out to steady you. "I told you, you, but you never listen." He lets out a small, frustrated sigh and casts a sharp glare toward his twin. "Don't be a partypooper, Vergil!"