When Worlds Come Crashing Together {Devil May Cry Fanfic~} #2

Epilogue

[Epilogue]

The plains of black and red seemed to stretch into nowhere. The atmosphere of gloom, pain and anger seemed to hang like a veil, like the drawn curtains over eyes of every being here. Each being here were present for their own reasons, but never were these reasons anything good. Red, short grass grew on black fields, cemented floor making streaks within the painful painting.

The sky was painted the same color as the fields, and winged beings flew amongst the opaque black clouds, cawing and screeching in a tune that was nowhere near melodic. Some of these beings looked as if they had crawled out of children’s nightmares, while others seemed to not even be equipped with the proper aerodynamics for flight. Yet, one way or the other, they flew in the black-and-red sky.

None of these beings fought, yet none of them were truly friends or allies. They kept each other at bay, caring for themselves and their own small corner of this forsaken plain. They plotted their own plans and devices, waiting for a day where their king would come in again, and order them to do what they were made for. To kill, and to fight.

One of such being walked alone, through the fields. He held no grotesque appearance. In fact, his appearance was something akin to the Heavens above. His appearance stood out like a sore thumb above everything else. An angel, walking amongst the million devils and demons.

Eyes turned in his wake, staring at his back as he walked along, his pace leveled and even, his head kept only facing front. He walked with a confident strut, a walk that meant he knew exactly what he was here for. Yet, none of the demons, wallowing in their own sorrow and disgust, seemed to be able to raise a single claw, finger or appendage against him.

They knew exactly who he was, and they feared him. He had reputation unlike any other, and this time, his reputation preceded him. He had just done something that no demon ever thought possible, and now he was here, returning home.

He gave none of them a look. None of the demons dared to stare at his face. They watched as he passed, watched his appearance with slight fear and curiosity. This was a man who had defied hell. A man who had pitted himself against the demon king more than once, and lived to tell the tale. This was a man who was indestructible. None dared to make a sound at his appearance. The screeches died and the flying demons stopped their flight.

He wore a comfortable set of casual outfit, a fitting low V-neck t-shirt paired with fitting jeans. He held no jewelry, only a clean, crisp face with silver-white hair. He looked tired; tired and old. He felt tired. In his hand was a katana, matched to fit him perfectly. The weapon was his –the weapon he had made out of his enemy’s blood and power.

He walked to the middle of the field, where a stone circle raised slight above the black soil and red grass. He stood before the stone circle, unspeaking. He uttered no words, raised the katana, and slammed it in the middle of the stone circle, penetrating through cement.

An extremely loud crack sounded through the entire plain. A white flash blinded the black-red sky. After the demons regained their sight from the temporary blindness, all they saw was the man standing before a door of plain whiteness. It was unlike any portal any demon had ever seen. It was unlike anything any demon had ever seen.

The man turned around and looked at the scene that splayed out before him. He clicked his fingers, and pointed to one of the demons close by. Its brethren watched as the pointed demon convulsed –as if in pain –crumbled to the floor, then morphed into something. Skin became cloth and its grotesque appearance changed into sleek design.

He walked calmly to where the demon had been, picking up its remains. In his hands was a black trench-coat with three-quarter sleeve. The man smiled, as if proud of his doing, and then took his time to fit himself into the trench coat. From the pocket, he withdrew a pair of fingerless gloves and put them on with no problem.