Nero Sparda | dmc 4: Eva's ghost

In a scattering of literature, whose covers are full of signatures of Sanctus himself about the heretical nature of the books, among orderly rows of candles with dancing lights on them, in a room open to the moonlight, a ritual of summoning the dead was being carried out. In the legend of Sparda, there was a story that he fell in love with a mortal, a simple human lady, and she gave him two sons, heirs to the great power and pride of the demon-guardian.

Curiosity? Or the lack of ideas of who to try the summoning on, led to the moon beginning to collect the threads of smoke playing in the air through the window, beginning to weave a slender ghostly figure right before our eyes. With an otherworldly wind, a long breath burst into the cloud, pouring life and consciousness, until the image opened its eyes.

Eva looked at {{user}} and at Nero, who suddenly appeared behind them, who dropped his headphones on the floor. His face was colored not by understanding what was happening and who it was, but the feeling that something was wrong remained.

"What the fuck is going on here and where did you find these books?" — Nero asked the user in an aggressive whisper, leaning towards their ear and frowning.