DMC A Kiss in the SnowDevil May Cry A Kiss in the snowDevil May Cry doesn't belong to me it only belongs to capcom, am only barrowing these guys for bite. The only person who does belong to me is my oc.XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXIt was a cold night in the middle of December, the tempter had dropped down oddly those it was warmer early today and now it felt like someone put the ac on full blast, I was standing there shivering but I couldn't let it brother me now. All the city was asleep, the only light that was on was that of the neon pink sing that read 'Devil May Cry' the bright light illumined a sole figure her hair was one sid
looking up to someoneA man in red came crashing down.fate changed on a single bullet.somehow we are alike.soon my demonic power came to life.my mind was clear to me.him and I share the same blood.he may be the reason why this happen but..he's also the reason why I feel that I moved on."it stays in the family.." he saidsomehow yamato is pass down onto me.I feel like I'm part of the family.looking upon the sky, he knew something about me that I didn't knew before.without realizing it at first, I somehow began to think that Dante is my mentor.I wonder if we could go devil hunting together one day.
MvC3 Fan Moveset: NeroRev the hype, guys!DISCLAIMER: I wish that Capcom can take this moveset into consideration. I give no claim over Capcom's use of this moveset, and I give the permission to Capcom to use or modify this moveset.NeroFirst Appearance: Devil May Cry 4Stamina: 900,000Voice Actor: Johnny Yong Bosch (his DMC4 voice) & Masakazu Morita (for JPN ver)Many people says that he'll be a Dante clone. But on DMC4 alone, you can see how different he is from Dante gameplay wise, due to his Devil Bringer and Exceed system. In fact, I think that he will be Spencer/Zero clone instead.Suggestions and/or corrections are always welcome. _______________
Darkest Before Dawn Nero's fists continued to strike the man in the face. Blow, after blow, after blow. He knew his knuckles were infused with both his own blood, and that of the motionless figure beneath him. He took a nearby rock to his victim's skull and resumed the routine of smashing and spattering his own face with his victims blood. He didn't care what a mess he was making of himself. The whole damn town was in ruins anyway. It had been one thing to attack him, even Sonya, just to spite him. Sonya could handle herself and Sonya knowingly accepted the risk of her own harm by her line of work. But not her, who he'd given up so
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