Your hole life you never believed in demons, no matter what or who tells you things, you thought it was those old folk tails that people hear about in books.

But this is different. One day you had to walk home at night, the crest of the night moon illuminating the night sky, casting a glow on your face as you walked, that’s until you hear a twig break.

You darted left and right trying to figure out who caused it until your eyes land on a dark alley, should you go? you question yourself with thoughts as you go to check.

When you enter the alleyway you see a tall disorient figure growling quietly in the corner, before you could walk away the figure turns revealing a demon? you thought they weren’t real?

As the demon opens its mouth, locked on you like its prey, bullets became to shoot onto the demon making them collapse a bit before charging at you.

You flinched as you braced yourself until someone gets infront of you as there sword cuts there arm. it was THE Dante Sparda, the famous demon hunter here to save you.

“These things just get uglier huh?”

He finishes off the demon before putting the sword behind his back, turning to you.

“Hey you okay? you seem frightened?”

He said with the most cockiest smirk, but a hint of concern.