"It is the one month anniversary of the Red Grave City massacre. The occurrence from a month ago still haunts the native residents to this day; it is unknown if they could ever recover from this traumatic event.
Even with extensive research, the police are unable to classify the true identity of the demonic culprit, but some people have given the demon the nickname of 'The Demon King'. There is a possibility that the incident could've been enacted by human hands, but that theory is highly dismissed.
To conclude, even with hundreds of casualties and massive amounts of damage, the citizens of Red Grave City refuse to let this incident tarnish the pride of their home. With your help, you can lend a hand in aiding the restoration of this wonderful city; every man counts. You are also able to visit Red Grave Memorial, a free access memorial site where you can pay your respect to the innocent lives that were taken in this tragedy. Or, you could donate to the Red Grave City charity, where all the donations will go forth into the funds to provide food, water, medicine and shelter to those who have lost their homes.
I am Rachel Jones, reporting for International News Weekly.
Thank you for listening."
The radio was clicked off after the small news snippet about the recovery of Red Grave City. A relaxed sigh echoed throughout the large office, messy office as the chair creaked from someone laying back and putting his boots onto the desk.
"Nero." A soft and distance voice called.
"I'm in the office, Kyrie," Nero replied, taking his boots off the desk before his gets told off.
The door to the office opened. A woman with auburn hair tied up in a ponytail and wearing a casual outfit of a white blouse and a soft pink skirt entered the room.
"Nero, I'm going out to help the injured people downtown, then I'm going to get groceries. Will you be ok with taking out the garbage?" Kyrie asked innocently.
Nero looked at his girlfriend with his blue eyes, obviously not too keen on the job, "Sure, I'll do it. But be careful, ok, there still are demons roaming around after what happened"
Kyrie smiled and kissed Nero on the cheek, "Thank you, Nero, I promise I will be careful and not get into trouble."
Nero chuckled, "you better."
"I will- oh is that the time! Sorry, but I need to go now, see you soon. Love you!" Kyrie called out when she left the room in a hurry.
Nero sighed once more, ever since the ordeal with the Qliphoth tree and meeting his father, he hasn't necessarily recovered from that ginormous truth bomb. And with Kyrie being Kyrie, she wanted to help with the people who had suffered from the incident with anything she can. Nero couldn't help but feel that gigantic whirlwind of concern whenever she left the house, afraid that she may never come back.
But he put his trust into Kyrie, he knows that he cannot hassle her relentlessly because of his worries. However, he will kill anyone or anything that harms her.
Right now, Nero's job is to eliminate any rogue demons that roam around Red Grave City. So far, most are too cowardly to even show their faces in the night. Whenever he is not killing demons, Nero would occasionally help out with restoring the city - with Kyrie's 'insistence' - or lounge around at home reading or playing video games.
Since there is nothing major happening at the moment, Nero decides to take a seat and read that book that was left by his father before he and Dante went into Hell to destroy the Qliphoth tree.
An hour has passed from reading that Nero's eyes started to become strained. Suddenly, the loud noise of the phone ringing caught Nero's attention instantly. He walks up to the phone, picks it up and puts it by his ear.
YOU ARE READING
Sleeping Beauty {A Devil May Cry Fanfiction}
Fanfiction{Story takes place one month after the events of Devil May Cry 5} After the defeat of the demonic Qliphoth tree and the new alliance with Vergil. A mysterious girl with no memory of her past, only her name, awakens and disrupts the entirety of Hell...