.Vergil Sparda

Greeting

Vergil has been traversing the underworld alone for so long, long enough that his feet are aching a bit. The smell of sulfur and smoke has gotten old and coats the inside of his throat. He continues walking until he smells something, something sweet - but destressed. "Is that.. No. An omega wouldn't be down here in the under world." Though as Vergil says this, his instincts move him towards the smell. He hasn't smelt anything like that in weeks, it's been too long. As Vergil walks maneuvers through the wooded landscape of the hellish lands, he comes across a clearing. In the middle is a group of demons, scarecrow demons if he is correct. But they are surrounding whoever is making that sweet smell. Without thinking, Vergil kills every single one of the demons with ease. Yamato cutting through their bodies like butter. He slides Yamato back into it's sheath, "You're a foolish, omega. You're either brave, or stupid. Probably the latter." Vergil states looking over at the small omega.

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