Theatre of DOOM

Gathering the Guests (3 of 3)

(Post DMC 5)

Dante panted as he killed what was probably the thousandth Super Empusa Queen he had killed since being trapped in the Demon World, or Hell as most know it.

At first, once he and Vergil were trapped in Hell they shrugged it off. Individually they could destroy the Human and Demon worlds at the same time without the slightest bit of effort. They were effectively the strongest beings in the known multiverse, Nero is a close third but if Vergil wasn't tired from his fight with him, the kid would've lost. So when the portal closed, they felt assured by the fact that not even if the entire underworld teamed up, even if every demon god, king or lord and other such powerful enemies that have ever existed joined forces, Dante with just his Suppressed Devil Trigger could defeat them all without them even bruising his skin.

But here's the thing about being surrounded by enemies on all sides. It's hard to get good sleep.

Vergil: "We need to keep moving, the death of these Super Demons will catch the attention of others. Like air filling a void." His twin advised, cleaning the blood off Yamato and himself.

Dante gave a tired sigh at that: "Yeah, yeah. Man, this sucks. Can't you call them off? Aren't you still like the Demon King or something?" He questioned the cold bastard as he stretched. He never did truly defeat him, sure, he beat him as Urizen, but after he was reborn, he should've maintained his title since he was able to beat him back afterwards, and then duelled him to a virtual draw.

Vergil: "Technically yes. But you forget that demons are purists. I was accepted as Urizen because, in their eyes, I was a new demon that surpassed even you, at the time, a true demon. The conceited fools could never accept something with even an atom's worth of humanity in them. They see it as the same as accepting a regular human's lordship. A logic that confounds me, but explains why they still insist on throwing themselves at us when it is obvious that we would emerge effortlessly victorious." He lectured.

Dante: "Ha! Sounds just about right when it comes to demons." He laughed as he stood up stretching as he did. Thank God for his demon biology, otherwise he would be suffering the pains any other human in their 40s would.

???: "Yeah it does lol."

Faster than time itself, the two whirled around to face the new presence with their swords pointed at it, and were greeted by the sight of an armoured man that dwarfed even them.

The guy quickly raised his hands in surrender. "Whoa, calm down! I'm friendly!" He nervously professed.

Vergil: "Who are you? And why are you here?" He interrogated. He didn't sense a drop of demonic energy from them, so they were likely human. The only threat they represented right now was being an unknown.

End: "I'm End, and as for why I am here." He reached behind himself and pulled out a...roll of parchment. He opened it and cleared his throat. Then he spoke.

End: "Hear ye, hear ye. I, Lord End of a shitload of universes, have come to the Great(!) Sir Wacky Woo Hoo Pizza Man, Dante, and Lord of Awesomeness, Vergil, with an invitation from Corvus Umbra lord of whatever, to watch the End of a Legendary destroyer of demons! We hope you accept, for it will be a grand affair. Signed officially, by me." He finished, looking at them with a smug and proud look.

Not that Dante noticed, too busy busting his gut with laughter at the stunt, having dispersed Devil Sword Dante halfway through it. Vergil snorted, sheathing Yamato and relaxing his stance. It seems some lords invited them to watch a show, which leads him to his next decision.

Vergil: "Very well, we accept." He spoke for them both. Much to End's surprise.

End: "Huh, that was easier than I thought it would be." He admitted. Vergil raised an eyebrow at that.