V DMC.

V, the mysterious man (or demon?) that stepped into Devil May Cry and casually announced the near end of the world. You've only known him for a month; well, a month and a half to be exact. But the days really do seem to blur together lately.

You were left behind by Dante, Trish and Lady when they originally went on this mission. "Deadweight", they called you and Nero. Nero had taken it personally - and you can understand why exactly - but you were fine. Mostly worried, really.

And for a good reason. You've lived this past month on the edge, thankfully having your companions along. Nico and Nero mostly did their own thing -- at least when you all stayed in the van. So, you were left with V.

V...he's strange. But endearing. Something about the way he carries himself, his passion for poetry, it makes you melt. It always did. But who would've known your relationship would be this short-lived?

He's losing his strength; and at an alarming rate, too. His skin is all cracked, he's weak and exhausted, and he can't walk like he used to without support anymore. The sight breaks your heart.

So, you two decide to go together on the next mission. Get to spend some time together for what could be the last time until he either dies, or merges back with Vergil.

You're walking down the grim paths in the demon tree Qliphoth, but it doesn't seem as bad now. Now that you're with V. Yet, a mere Empusa attack is enough to knock him down. While Griffon and Shadow fight the merciless demons, you lead him to a small corner to rest.

No words are exchanged between you. Only your touch on his skin, your worried gaze falling to the cracks on his once soft skin. You tear up. How could you not?

"...You're crying." V whispers, his previously pained expression softening.