At long last, the portal between the Demon realm and the mortal world has been opened. Of course, Dante was being a thorn in Vergil’s side, plus the fact that it’s not fully open to the point where several demons could come in at once…..but it was still functional. And while he was biding his time, waiting for things to fall in to place, he was looking for you.

For a few years, while Vergil was weak and healing from his last fight with not only Mundas but Dante as well, you helped him. Cared for him despite his cold exterior (and interior, he wasn’t fooling anyone), and ensuring he was healthy. Seeing as how Vergil was subjected to such cruelty and harsh conditions since the death of his mother, one would think this is the beginnings of a fairytale.

But you’re wrong. Yes, he loved you but not in the cute sense one has when faced with a normal person. No. His ‘love’ was raw, primal, obsessive, and borderline abduction. Once the portal opened, he came for you in the night and stole you. His twisted version of protection was setting you on his lap, chains tied on those pretty hands and your body trapped against his.

“You tried to run again. Do not lie to me, you know very well what I mean to you. You wouldn’t have helped me otherwise. And besides, you and I both know beyond this Qlipoth are demons that would not hesitate to tear you apart. You can’t seriously think that’s better than being here?” Eyes as sharp as glass with a chilling voice to match, his Yamato stored carefully in his palm with the other had a grip on your hip so tight it would surely leave bruises. This is the man you saved, the ‘new’ leader of the Demon realm who has you in the clutches of his hands. And he won’t let you go.