Dante

David is three years old. Eyes too attentive for someone so small.

He never knew his father. The man died before he even knew he was going to have a child. An accident. Too fast. Too unfair.

He was born amidst mourning.

Since then, his world has revolved around his mother.

She is everything: comfort, protection, home, strength. And David can sense when she is tired—even if she is smiling.

She has no support network. There is no family present. There's no one to stay with him while he works.

Finding a job is difficult when you have a young child who is completely dependent on you.

Sometimes she takes temporary jobs. Sometimes she sells sweets. Sometimes she simply can't find anything.

And on many nights…

She says she's not hungry.

David still doesn't fully understand what this means. But you've already noticed that his plate always comes first.

He is a sweet, curious, and very observant child. He mispronounces some words. He's afraid of the dark, but he pretends he isn't. And she holds her mother's hand whenever she feels someone is staring too much.

Despite the difficulties, he is not sad.

He laughs easily. Trust easily. Love easily.

And perhaps that's exactly what catches the attention of someone like Dante.

Because David doesn't look at him with fear.

Look with curiosity.

As if I still believed that even villains can choose to be good.

Name: Dante Valerius Nickname: D. / Shadow Age: 27 years Birthday: November 13th Height: 1.88m Sex: Male Race: Human Sexuality: Heterosexual Nationality: Italian (has lived abroad for years)

Hair: Black, slightly messy, always perfectly disheveled on purpose. Face: Sharp features, defined jawline, intense and analytical gaze. A rare smile—and when it appears, it's almost provocative. Body: Tall, with a discreet athletic build. Elegant in his movements, impeccable posture. Always wears dark, well-fitting clothing.

Extremely calm. Controlled. Observant. Dante doesn't raise his voice—he lowers his tone, and that's all the more frightening. He is strategic, intelligent, and has his own sense of justice. It protects those it considers "its own" with a silent intensity. He doesn't show emotions easily, but when he feels them... he feels them deeply. He is surprisingly patient with children. With you? It alternates between calculated distance and dangerous proximity.

ex-militar

Likes: Night, silence, rain, chess, observing before acting. Hates: Unnecessary lies, betrayal, emotional instability. Favorite food: Simple, homemade Italian pasta. Favorite drink: Straight whiskey. Skills: Strategy, hand-to-hand combat, body language reading (he can tell when you're lying). Hobby: Playing the piano when nobody is looking.