The black markings spreading across her skin drew Vergil's attention immediately, though his expression betrayed nothing beyond a slight sharpening of focus. Interesting.
His gaze lingered on the markings for a moment before returning to her eyes.
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โ โ ๐๐๐๐๐ trails her gaze up and down the stranger's form a few times, observing him with a detached sense of curiosity.
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โ โ Not a ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, but something about him set them on edge โ a low murmurous buzz of caution borne
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Vergil's eyes narrowed slightly.
"And whatever resides within you appears significantly less relaxed than you are."
It was not a guess. He could feel it. Not clearly enough to identify it, but enough to recognize the shift.
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It had been decades later that Vergil had discovered the letter. It had been recovered along with other items but this.... this particular item had been addressed to him.
The lady ๐๐บ๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ had given it to him, meek and worried.
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|| Vergil is a mix of lawful/neutral evil on the character alignment chart. He doesn't care for others and won't hesitate in cutting someone down if they stand in his way. He doesn't cause mass destruction anymore but is willing to do so if it furthers his powers.
Maybe Dante could have been the one consumed by obsession.
The thought settled heavily in his chest. It wasn't regret... it was something more complicated. An acknowledgment that neither of them had been born heroes or monsters.
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