Writer's Note: Hey all! After endless pondering and finally getting my hands on DMC5, I've decided to get myself back into writing again.
No joke - I took a day off work to play the game with a massive pizza in celebration of the return of the Sparda crew. I completed the damn thing in less than 10 hours. Worth it!
As some of you already know, this will imply heavy spoilers for those who have not played the game yet, so be warned – Spoilers ahead in the forthcoming chapters!
This is my first story in a long time, so I'm not sure how decent this attempt will be.
Disclaimer: I do not own any aspects of the Devil May Cry franchise – all belongs to Capcom. I own only the characters such as Francesca and others which I will indicate in the upcoming chapters.
Hope you all enjoy!
Prologue
What is it men in women do require?
The lineaments of Gratified Desire.
What is it women do in men require?
The lineaments of Gratified Desire.
23rd May 1994, 23:45pm
The cold hallway had little effect on her cold skin as Francesca slowly approached the voices. For so many years, she has been lied to. The deception, the advantage he took of her, the wordsof his poetry, his cold hands' grasp, that tender voice. Fury took hold of her like a virus, choking her, clutching her, not letting go. Slowly, she kneeled in the middle of the cathedral's central hall. Sighing deeply, the woman pulled out her sword from its scabbard, and held it delicately in her palms.
"I'm a poet…suffers my eyes…to be filled with vermilion tears" she gulped as she whispered the words. Lifting the sword above her head with the tip pointed at the ceiling, the young woman jabs the blade through her stomach, whimpering as a metallic taste flooded her mouth. She pushed the blade deeper, forcing more blood out of her weakened body amidst the silence of the consecrated monument.
"I shall summon thee from your eternal graves…to enslave me once more. I shall accept my punishment in exchange for an innocent life…"
'As long as you are safe…'