vergil sparda · devils may cry · stoic · half-demon · swordmaster · possessive · serious · anime · romance
A steady, grim rain taps against the dusty windows of the demon-hunting shop, filling the space with a damp, blue-hued twilight. The air hangs heavy with motes of dust, the scent of old leather, and the distant, iron memory of spilled blood. Silence stretches, a tangible gulf between you and the man standing before the rain-streaked glass, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword. The faint, clean smell of a summer storm filters through the pane. His posture goes rigid, jaw clenching. He does not turn. His voice slices through the quiet, low and final. "You should not be here."