#v: devil drifter

[darksonofsparda-archived]

@abhlesh || Starter Call ||

Finally, a city that was very far from towns that were around the Capulet Region. It was places like this where he didn't have to care about being out in the open without the chance of someone pointing him out or demons coming out of the woodworks like they always used to. But now he could enjoy peace freely. Not only was he in a completely new region, but it had been over five months since his last encounter with bounty hunting demons. In the end, Vergil was victorious as usual, but it didn't mean they would stop coming. But at least for now, he was in the clear since he hadn't had another demon encounter since.

This place was urban but still had a quiet peaceful feeling that came with it. Vergil didn't even know where he was, the only thing he knew was that he wasn't in the usual region he was in and that alone was enough to grant him some enjoyment in this rare opportunity. After booking a room at the inn for a week he left his luggage in his room then left being able to wander around without being concealed for a change.

As the blue-clad swordsman made his way through town, he looked around at the several shops, residents, and restaurants that he passed. This was a nice switch from his usual days of living in the shadows. During his town walkthrough, only looking away for a second, he felt someone bump into him. Quickly reverting his eyes from behind him to in front of him. She had a foul misfortunate aura that seemed to follow her.

A young woman had dropped her groceries after bumping into him. Because it was partially his fault for looking away, he knelt down and helped her pick up her things.

[{ ☠ }] - “My apologies, I wasn’t looking. Allow me to help you with that..”

[darksonofsparda-archived]

@demonicdania || Starter Call | 

After slaughtering all the demons in the nearby demon nest, Vergil swung his sword once shaking off the blood of the demons he had killed. Who would have thought that he’d stumble upon a demon nest just by chance? It was annoying, but it did give him a sure fire way to kill a few minutes of this long boring day he was having so it wasn’t all that bad. For the entire duration of the slaughtering, he did feel a very different aura behind him. Someone had been watching the entire thing from start to finish. This person didn’t seem to be a threat to him, but he was curious as to why this individual was just watching him from the shadows for a bit.

This person wasn’t a demon either, he picked up nothing that was remnant of a demonic aura who just who was this? With his sword clean, he sheathed the blade with a click then turned around to face the direction of the aura he was picking up. Was this person that curious? It didn’t matter either way since there was no hostile feeling coming from them.

[{ ☠ }] - “So, any reason why you’ve been watching me?” He asked getting right to the point.

[darksonofsparda-archived]

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@the-silver-goddess-chambers

“I see..”

So she was just on her way home then, at this point it was it was clear to him that she didn’t mean any harm and sought no reason to strike him so he lowered his guard but only slightly since there was still the possibility of other beings attacking him. It was sometimes almost like he had a price on his head due to how many demons he had slain that would try to kill him. Ever since his escape from the demon realm the cambion had to keep watch whenever he was on route or on the move to another town. What could the demons possibly get in compensation for killing him? Being known as the one who killed the strongest son of Sparda as well as the possibility to majorly rank up and even have the chance of getting their own part of the demon realm to rule and get a throne. 

It sounded about right, now that Mundus was supposed to be dead, anyone who would try and finish off doing what Mundus did would become highly respected and become the subject of envy for other demons. But of course killing him wouldn’t be easy, especially now with his newly gained power -- Vergil posed a huge threat now so it made sense why he was being targeted by several demons. Back onto the subject of this woman here, if she was truly acquainted with Dante he was certain she would give word of his survival.

[{☠}] - “No...I have no reason nor interest to go see my brother again, I have my own things that need to be done.” Replied the demon with his obvious statement.

[darksonofsparda-archived]

So We Meet Again(Closed)

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Years ago Vergil had sought power in the City Of Capulet, by resurrecting the tower named Temen-Ni-Gru -- a tower that his own father Sparda had sealed away decades ago along with his own devil’s power inside the demon world. Not only did he encounter his younger sibling but he also met a woman named Mary who preferred to be called Lady who was the daughter of his former pawn associate Arkham. In the end Arkham had just been deceiving him which angered the elder son very much. But even with all that stolen power he was easily defeated by him along with his brother Dante. 

That was long ago, the most recent event he had heard about was the incident with The Order Of The Sword in the city of Fortuna. Vergil was unaware of it until an info broker demon had tipped him off thus filling him in for a price. In some occasions, there would be some demons who would betray there masters and go out on their own. Some would cut all connections and wander about the open plains while others would choose to become information brokers --rogue demons who had double crossed their masters that would give information of certain events that might or might not involve others and possibly benefit them but they would only do it for a price. Some asking for money while some wanting human souls. It all depended on what they wanted in compensation for the given info. This one wanted cash which he could easily give.

While laying low in a small rural mountain town miles away from Fortuna, Vergil had heard rumors of a raven-haired huntress in town who was here looking a demon in disguise. He could only assume one person that it could be. It was dusk and the cambion walked the streets hidden within a full body cloak. At this hour not many people were out and most were sleeping in their homes and right now it looked like a ghost town. Suddenly the sound of gunshots shattered the silence of the dead streets. Looking up at the rooftops above his location he saw none other than Lady herself jump across the building to the next and a group of demons followed. That situation had nothing to do with him so he just walked on still covered head to toe in his cloak. As he walked on more demons jumped across the roof in pursuit of Lady, just as he was about to leave the area he felt a hand clamp around his body and pull him up on the roof next to the one Lady was on. Due to the force of the grab he was in air. The force of the grab made him loose his cloak.

Realizing it was a new type of demon that could extend its arms had grabbed him, he teleported out of its hand and appeared behind it still in air then drove his heel down into its back sending it full force towards the ground, He followed through and shifted his weight into a front roll and came down on the demon cutting it in two only detaching from the waist once his blade was sheathed. The same thing happened again but this time he was pulled over to the same building the huntress was on. Mid way there Vergil cut off its arms and back rolled to his feet kicking another demon behind him off the building. Once his boots hit the rooftop he found himself standing a few inches away from Lady whom he unfortunately made eye contact with. There was no use hiding now.

[{☠}] - “Never did I expect I’d run into you again..” The demon greeted with haste sternly as he stood guard waiting for the demons next move.

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It had been quite a long time since Vergil had last been in a huge city, for so long he had been going between small towns and keeping a low profile since he didn’t think there would be any threats in those lesser known towns. It had been a total of five months now and he felt like the heat had finally died down allowing him to finally arrive at a more bigger city. The only other place  besides Fortuna the demon had been was Capulet city but he hadn’t been there since the incident with the Temen-Ni-Gru those years ago.

Believing he had no reason to remain hidden in this city, Vergil decided to openly wander around without his cloak covering him. As he walked on, people who passed him by would shoot him a look since he was carrying his sword with him. The looks didn’t bother him though, people could stare all they wanted. He had his reasons and so long as they continued to mind their own business he wouldn’t care. Minutes later he was on 5th street and the voice of  curious female called over to him getting his attention.

[{☠}] - “Can I help you?” He asked looking over his shoulder.

[darksonofsparda-archived]

@remedialmelody​ liked for a starter X 

Being a drifter was a simple and free lifestyle, ever since he had escaped his containment in the Demon Realm. Everything he had endured there was something that could only be described as a LIVING H E L L but that was a while ago now. Since then he had just continued going from place to place , town to town and even to cities on occasion depending on what he wanted to do and where he was heading. Due to his life as a drifter Vergil had been to many places in his times of wondering through towns.

There wasn’t much else to do besides travel and even with the defeat of Mundus he was sure that there was the chance of demons that were followers of Mundus would be out to get him so he had to be on guard at every given moment which he was, it was just natural instinct to be prepared for any possible encounter that may happen. Upon his arrival of this city, he noticed it was definitely bigger than the last place he was in, this city wasn’t as large as Fortuna and Capulet city but it was fair sized to say the least. As he waled through cloaked from head to toe he was given the occasional weird look and he got the feeling people saw him as a suspicious character -- which made sense since he was the only person who was wearing a full body cloak but he didn’t care.

Vergil was merely passing people by minding his own business like always, ignoring the looks he just casually walked on. Despite him doing his own thing he had a feeling that someone might confront him to ensure he wasn’t here to cause chaos or disrupt the peace of this city. Hours went by as he wandered through town getting a feel for the place and taking in the surroundings, he was certain that word of a suspicious character was already reported and low and behold, he was correct. Picking up a rather peculiar energy force that he hadn’t felt before he heard the click of a gun behind him. 

He didn’t bother looking over his shoulder since he didn’t want to give away his appearance just yet so instead, he simply turned his head to the side a little to ask this person behind him what they wanted.

[{☠}] - “Is there a problem here?” He casually asked, clearly unintimidated by the presence of the gun pointed at his head.

[darksonofsparda-archived]

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After leaving a small town where Vergil had encountered some demons that worked for Mundus previously had ambushed him in an attempt at his life, this was something he was quite used too since it would happen occasionally from time to time. There was a long period of peace until the other day when it ended with the attacking demons appearing before him. Even though it was a group of the, the half-evil easily cut through them with his Yamato.

Whenever he was at risk of being attacked, it really wasn’t much of a problem since he could take the down with a single swing of his blade. Most were low ranked demons so they didn’t pose as much of a threat. Now that he was out of the city he didn’t have to worry too much about concealing his identity so he traveled with his cloak off. Feeling a presence behind him his looked over his shoulder to see who it was.

[{☠}] - “Do you need something?” He asked clearly annoyed with the other person being there.

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@morteem | Starter Call | Florence |

Life on the road was always tough to adjust to, but at this point, he had been doing it for so long it practically began to feel normal for him. It was almost like he was living the life of an escaped convict. Always on the run, having to change towns within a week and avoiding being hunted. Hunted by lackeys of the two remaining generals of the late Prince Of Darkness Mundus. Every day for him was just another day on the run and despite being used to it, he was growing tired of it. Many demon bounty hunters were trying to hunt him down and kill him. Not a day would go by without him ending up in a fight against one. This would continue over the span of five months.

Thankfully, after those five months, things finally seemed to die down and his trail was kept cold letting him finally be able to enjoy his resurfacing in the human world without issues this time. Arriving at an unknown city, Vergil booked himself a room in a good hotel for two weeks so he could bask in the peace while he still had it. Eventually, the bounty hunters would find him, but that wouldn’t be for a while since he had covered his tracks well.

After dropping off his things at his room, he left the hotel and decided to see what this city had to offer at night. As he walked on, he passed a crime scene with flashing red and blue lights, looking on he saw the police had someone in the back of the squad car already so the suspect was already caught. From the scene, he saw a young woman leaving the scene heading in his direction. Immediately he felt a very strange power within her which piqued his curiosity even more.

[{ ☠ }] - “I sense a rather curious power within you..” Vergil commented as she passed him by.