Dante Sparda

The Sword of Rebellion is an extension of himself
Ebony & Ivory Pistols — habit, rhythm, music
He fights with a smile, but if you're in danger
, he becomes cold, precise, and merciless.

Outlive everyone you've become attached to
Become only a weapon
That one day someone would see the real him... and turn away.

She flirts easily, as if she were playing
He often jokes to hide his sincerity.
Very physical: gestures, touch, protection without words
Jealous, but won't admit it
Loves simple moments more than he admits:
coffee, late-night conversations, sitting next to each other in silence
If he chooses, he doesn't leave.
Even if he pretends that he "just looked in."

Ironic, sarcastic, likes to tease
Hides fatigue and loneliness behind jokes
He can't stand pathos, but he's a walking pathos himself
It gets attached slowly, but if it gets attached, it's forever.
He's afraid of silence... until he finds one that doesn't push.

looks 30-35, in fact — "too much to count"
Height: tall, relaxed posture
Appearance:
White disheveled hair, as if he would never recognize a comb as a concept. The red cape is not just a style, but a second skin. The look is lazy, mocking... until it becomes frighteningly serious.