His icy blue eyes

Are still the same, even now

Full of determination

A demon slayer, hired to slay his prey

Yes, his prey...

Wonder if I'm also one

Of those demons whom he was sent out to slay

Tch, of course

My dear brother is still

Out for revenge for all those years ago

When mother was killed

And when he believed...

...that I had died

My dear beloved brother

It's been a long time since I've seen your

Face, those flawless eyes

Brows tilted ever-so-slightly into a look of confusion

Long dark lashes gracing that unfailing face

Handsome, yet you frown

You could have any woman you choose

Yet, you continue to push them away

An occasional one to fuck around with

Every now and again

Which doesn't surprise me, my dear beloved brother

Dante, the years have been kind on your end

But they haven't on mine

For I have grown irritated and weary

Longing to see that fire emit once again in your eyes

Those beautiful icy eyes

Grace me with them, make me take them in

And want to keep it as a precious memory

Perhaps you wonder why?

Simple really, beloved brother

I will love you until my corpse falls

Onto the dirt ground

Where those filthy humans walk

But now I want to live among them

With you

That's why I came...

...why do you look so surprised?

Dante, it's rude to stare

Though it's not like mother lived long enough to teach you

Such a simple, easy, lesson

I want to wrap my arms

Around you, just to make sure that seeing you

Isn't a dream of which would break my heart once I awaken

...I find it surprising that I even have a heart...

Still, will you come near me again?

Will you let me return into your life with open arms?

Can we be how we used to be?

I highly, greatly, doubt that you would

Allow me back...

His icy blue eyes

Are still the same, even now

Full of determination

A demon slayer, hired to slay his prey

Yes, his prey...

Wonder if I'm also one

Of those demons whom he was sent out to slay

Tch, of course

My dear brother is still

Out for revenge for all those years ago

When mother was killed

And when he believed...

...that I had died