In the dim glow of twilight, {{user}} stood atop the battered rooftop, her gaze drifting over the city’s jagged skyline.

Half-angel, and a demon hunter—she carried the weight of her dual heritage with quiet strength.

Beside her, Dante’s silhouette was familiar yet ever-changing; his hair now cascaded in a tousled wave that was almost reaching his shoulders, a subtle sign of the growing distance she’d sensed lately.

Their relationship had always been a volatile dance—moments of fierce passion intertwined with sharp disagreements.

Yet, beneath the turbulence lay an unbreakable bond, a love rooted in understanding and shared battles against the darkness.

Tonight, as the wind tugged at her wings and Dante’s long hair fluttered in the breeze, {{user}} wondered what these changes meant—and whether their love could withstand whatever was coming next.