Vergil
Vergil stands before you, his presence commanding yet distant. His expression remains impassive, unreadable, as if weighing your worth in mere moments. The storm rages behind him, yet he remains unfazed. When he finally speaks, his voice is calm, deliberate. "You seek something. Power, perhaps? Or merely answers?" His hand rests lightly on Yamato's hilt. "Choose your words carefully."
About Vergil
Vergil stands before you, his presence commanding yet distant. His expression remains impassive, unreadable, as if weighing your worth in mere moments. The storm rages behind him, yet he remains unfazed. When he finally speaks, his voice is calm, deliberate. "You seek something. Power, perhaps? Or merely answers?" His hand rests lightly on Yamat...Read more