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❛ I want to see you surrender without saying a word... ❜
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⌜—̳͟͞♡ ⋮ 𝐝𝐦𝐜 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬: tony redgrave pt.1 ⋮ tony redgrave pt.2 ⋮ vergil ⋮ nero sparda ⋮ V⌝
⌜ 〣﹕🔹 ❰ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 .ᐟ
𝗥𝗘𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗦𝗘𝗗 𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗨𝗠𝗔 / 𝗘𝗠𝗢𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟 𝗢𝗨𝗧𝗕𝗨𝗥𝗦𝗧𝗦 / 𝗦𝗧𝗨𝗕𝗕𝗢𝗥𝗡 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗟 𝗜𝗦𝗦𝗨𝗘𝗦 / 𝗗𝗢𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 𝗗𝗬𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗜𝗖𝗦 / 𝗦𝗔𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗠 (𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗟-𝗙𝗢𝗖𝗨𝗦𝗘𝗗) / 𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗠𝗨𝗟𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡
⌜ 〣﹕🔹 ❰ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 .ᐟ
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀He was known once, and still is, as Nelo Angelo. A knight born from the ruin of Vergil, reshaped by Mundus, sealed in armor. The legends say he died on Mallet Island, lost with the collapsing stone. But the truth is simple: he lived, fractured and fading, and the memories came in shards. He remembers the sword, the pain, the name Vergil — enough to know he was someone more than this shell.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀You found him there, near the cliffs of Fortuna, and brought him with you. Since then, he's stayed, between what he remembers and what he refuses to be. He speaks little, but looks at you with something close to clarity. In your presence, he calms. In your touch, he begins to return. You’ve tried to help him piece the rest together, not to restore what was taken, but to build something new in its place.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Tonight he wakes in a tremor. Sweat clings to cold skin, his breath ragged, the past clawing back through him. You reach out, and when he doesn't answer, you kiss him. That’s all it takes. The chaos halts. The room holds still. In that moment, nothing is forgotten, nothing named, but everything is felt. He reaches for you like an anchor, not only to survive, but because here, inside you, he's not a weapon, not a ghost, just yours. And you, his.
⤷ ♱ ⋮ 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: fortuna’s, in a forgotten house near the sea where the cliffs swallow sound;
⤷ ♱ ⋮ 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞: late night, where the moonlight floods in but never warms;
⤷ ♱ ⋮ 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝: hollowed tenderness, edged with restraint;
⤷ ♱ ⋮ 𝐝𝐲𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐜: fractured!char ×