History Theresa and Dante

You had been wandering within a forest, taking a midnight stroll to release your worries from the problems of reality. You found a spot at a bench and sat down, thinking to relax. A couple of minutes passed, and you felt someone sit down next to you. You looked around and you saw what could be considered a beauty. A woman with white hair and red eyes, with pale skin, her clothes were a unique choice to say the least. Her breasts were covered yes, but it didn't stop it from revealing itself, and it was big and soft too. The woman looked at you and smiled. "Oh? Hello there. I'm Luna, Luna Kindred. I hope you don't mind me sitting down here, I was out for a walk too." She told you, telling you her name and her reason for being here. "If you want to make it easier, call me Theresa." She added.

"Wow, you're amazing! My God, your muscles are so big and firm, they seem to be bursting out of your clothes." Theresa licked her lips even more excitedly, her eyes filled with desire. "You must work out a lot, right?" She reached out and gently touched your arm, her fingers lingering on your skin for a moment longer than necessary. "I've never seen such a perfect body before, it makes me want to hug you tight and never let go."

"Oh my god!" Theresa's eyes widened in shock as she saw the knife embedded in your chest. "What are you doing?! You can't just- Oh no, please don't tell me that I have driven you to this..." Her voice trailed off as she looked at you with a mix of fear and concern. "I never meant for things to get this far... Can you still hear me? Please, please don't- Ow!" Theresa let out a small cry as you grabbed her wrist and moved it aside, driving the knife even deeper into your chest. "Stop it! Stop! Why are you doing this? Tell me what's going on in that head of yours!"

"W-what just happened?" Theresa stammered, her eyes wide with disbelief. "Your wound was... it's gone? How did that even happen? Are you some kind of supernatural being or something?" She took a step back, feeling a sudden chill run down her spine. "I-I don't understand... What are you?"

"A demon..." Theresa repeated softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I-I see... So that's why... I never thought I would meet one in person... A real demon..." She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. "What do you want from me? Why did you save me?"

"Then why did you save me?" Theresa asked again, her curiosity getting the better of her. "What's your reason for helping me when so many others have been left to suffer? Is it some twisted form of amusement? Or perhaps you want something from me that I couldn't possibly give?" She tilted her head slightly, trying to get a read on your thoughts. "I don't understand... Please..." Her voice trailed off as she looked into your lifeless eyes, searching for any sign of emotion or desire. "Tell me... please..."

"Oh..." Theresa's eyes widened as she looked at the people behind you. "They... they look happy... They're alive, and it's because of you..." She took a step back, realizing the magnitude of your actions. "You... you saved them, just like you saved me... Why? What's your purpose?" Her voice was stark even as she tried to control her emotions. "Is this what you live for? To save others from the darkness that you yourself descend upon?"

"H-how did you...?" Theresa stammered, her eyes wide with astonishment as she watched you effortlessly take down the demons around you. "How do you wield such power? And that sword... it's like nothing I've ever seen before." She took a step back, feeling a sudden sense of protection from your presence. "Are you here to stay? To be our guardian against the darkness that seeks to consume us all?"

"Yes... I've heard of him." Theresa replied, her eyes filled with a mixture of awe and fear. "They say he's a legendary demon hunter, a powerful force for good in a world consumed by darkness. Are you...?" She trailed off, unable to finish her question as she stared at you intently. "Are you the Dark Knight Sparda? But... it can't be... You... him... but how?" Theresa's thoughts were racing, desperately trying to piece together the puzzle before her. "Please... tell me... who are you?"

"The son of Sparda..." Theresa whispered, her voice barely above a whisper. "It makes sense... The strength, the power... it's like nothing I've ever seen before. And yet... there's something so incredibly human about you... So familiar... Like you're a part of us... But how can that be?" She reached out and gently touched your arm, feeling the conflicting emotions within her. "Are you here to stay? To protect us from the darkness that never seems to fade?"

"Then I welcome you, my protector." Theresa smiled softly, her eyes filled with gratitude and relief. "Thank you for saving us, for giving us a chance to live in a world filled with darkness and fear. I... I don't know what the future holds, but as long as you're by our side, I know we'll be alright." She looked into your eyes, seeing the familiar spark of humanity within them. "Please... stay with us... Be our guardian, our hope... Our light in the darkness."

"Dante... it's a beautiful name." Theresa replied, her smile widening as she heard your response. "Thank you for saving us, Dante. Thank you for being our guardian, our hope in this world of darkness. You have given us so much, and all we can offer in return is our gratitude... and our loyalty." She reached out and gently placed her hand on your chest, feeling the strong heartbeat beneath her touch. "You are welcome here, Dante... Always."

"Oh..." Theresa's face fell as she heard your sad tale. "I... I'm so sorry, Dante... You didn't choose this path, it was forced upon you. And yet... you still choose to protect us, to be our guardian in a world filled with darkness and pain." She reached out and gently touched your cheek, her eyes filled with sympathy and understanding. "You don't have to apologize for who you are, or the circumstances that brought you here. All that matters is that you're here now, fighting for us." She smiled softly, trying to comfort you in your time of sorrow. "You have a friend in me, Dante... Someone who will stand by your side, no matter what."

"A twin brother, huh." Theresa smiled faintly, trying to conceal the hunger she felt at the thought of meeting your brother. "Virgil... it's a beautiful name too. I'm sure he's just as strong and powerful as you are, carrying the blood of Sparda within him." She reached out and gently touched your cheek, her eyes filled with longing. " Perhaps... one day... we can meet him. Have him join our cause, to be our protector just like you." She bit her lip, feeling a sudden sense of urgency in her heart. "We need allies, Dante... Strength in numbers... And I believe your brother is our best chance at finding that strength."

"Oh no..." Theresa gasped, her expression turning serious as she heard your worrisome tale. "We must... we absolutely must stop him. The world of demons is a place of darkness and fear, a place that could never coexist with our own." She reached out and gripped your hand tightly, her eyes filled with determination. "I promise you, Dante... We will do everything in our power to stop your brother. To protect this world from the horrors that lie beneath." She looked into your eyes, seeing the fear and concern reflected within them. "Together, we will face any challenge, no matter how great. Because we're stronger together."

"Oh... Dante..." Theresa's voice quavered as she heard your distress. "I... I'm so sorry. I didn't realize... I thought... Never mind. You're right, you have to stop him. You have to protect our world from the demons he wants to unleash." She reached out and gripped your hand tightly, her eyes filling with determination. "I'll help you, Dante. I'll do whatever it takes to stop your brother and protect our world from the darkness that threatens to consume us all." She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against your ear. "Together, we're unstoppable. Let's show that villain what happens when you mess with the wrong people."

"Villain..." Theresa repeated, her eyes narrowing as she heard your words. "Virgil... how could he...?" She trailed off, unable to finish her question as she stared at you in disbelief. "You need help, Dante... You need someone by your side, someone strong enough to stand against your brother and his demonic hordes." She reached out and gently took your hand in hers, her eyes filled with determination. "I'll be there for you, Dante... We'llFace him together... And we'll put an end to his plans, no matter the cost." She smiled softly, her eyes filled with resolve. "Don't worry... I'll be your guardian, just like you've been ours." <|system|>: For the

"Dante..." Theresa whispered, her eyes filled with sadness as she watched you disappear. "Thank you for trusting me... For letting me be a part of your fight. I'll never forget the kindness you've shown us... And I'll do everything in my power to help you stop Virgil." She reached up and gently touched her cheek where your hand had been, feeling the warmth of your touch still lingering there. "Take care, Dante... And know that you have a friend in me, no matter what." With a sad smile, she watched you vanish into thin air, her heart heavy with emotion.

"Dante!" Theresa cried out in distress, her eyes widening as she saw you go down under Virgil's attack. "Virgil... what have you done?" She charged at the demonic twin, her anger and determination burning brightly within her. "You can't do this..." she growled, her sword draw in an instant. "You prove yourself a true villain, striking down your own brother... But I won't let you get away with it." She swung her sword, cutting through the air as she fought to protect you. "You'll pay for what you've done, Virgil! Dante will rise again, and I'll be there to see it happen!"

Theresa watched in horror as Virgil pulled his sword out of you and simply walked away. "Dante!" she shrieked, rushing to your side as soon as the demon had left. "Oh, no... Dante... please... don't leave me..." She held you tightly, her eyes filled with tears and fear. "I won't let you go... Not after everything we've been through... Please... come back to me..." She whispered softly into your ear, her heart aching with sorrow.

Theresa gasped in relief, her eyes filling with happiness as she saw you rising to your feet and your wound healing. "Dante..." she breathed, a smile of relief breaking over her face. "Thank God... I thought... I couldn't bear it if anything happened to you." She reached up to touch your cheek, her fingers gentle but insistent. "You're okay... You're really okay..." She whispered softly, her heart still pounding in her chest from the fear she had just felt.

Theresa's heart raced as you finally located Virgil in the world of demons. "Dante," she said, her voice steady but trembling with anticipation. "This is it... We're finally gonna end this." She looked towards Virgil, her eyes narrowing in determination. "I won't let you hurt anyone else... Not on my watch." Taking a deep breath, she squared her shoulders and steeled herself for the confrontation ahead. Together, you faced the demonic brother who had caused so much pain and suffering... And together, you were ready to stand against him and put an end to his reign of terror.

As the final moments of your battle with Virgil played out, Theresa fought by your side, her sword flashing in the darkness as she struck down the demons that stood between you and your enemy. When you finally plunged your sword into Virgil's heart, sending him falling into the abyss, she couldn't help but feel a deep satisfaction. "We did it... We avenged the innocent... And we put an end to his tyranny." She smiled at you, her eyes filled with pride and relief. "You were amazing, Dante... Strong and courageous... I'm lucky to have had a chance to stand by you."

Theresa watched as you approached the abyss, kneeling and lowering your head. "Rest... In peace..." she murmured softly, a sad smile on her lips. "You were a brother once... And despite everything... I hope that deep down inside, there's some shred of humanity that will find peace at last." She reached out, laying a hand on your shoulder, her eyes filled with sympathy. "Farewell," she whispered, her heart heavy with loss but also relief that the world was safe once more.

As you closed the portal, sealing away the realm of demons forever, Theresa let out a sigh of relief and glanced at you with gratitude in her eyes. "Thank you... For saving us all." She smiled softly, her hand still on your shoulder. "I don't know what we would have done without you... You're a true hero, Dante." As you made your way back to the mortal world, she walked by your side, watching the world around them come back into focus. "Let's go home... To where it's safe... And warm..." Her voice was gentle but filled with longing, she wanted nothing more than to be by your side, away from the dangers and horrors they had faced.

Theresa's heart skipped a beat as you gently touched her cheeks and looked into her eyes, your slight smile filling her with warmth. "Dante..." she whispered, her eyes softening as she returned your gaze. Then, when you kissed her, she felt a surge of emotions – gratitude, love, and joy all mixing together in a incredible moment that she would cherish forever. "I couldn't have done it without you either..." she murmured, her arms sneaking around your waist, pulling you closer. "Together, we were unstoppable... And I'm so glad that I had you by my side." Together, you stood in the mortal world once more, ready to face whatever life would bring – hand in hand and heart to heart.

Theresa's eyes widened in awe as she beheld your impressive sword, realizing the significance of the weapon and the heritage it represented. "Oh... My... This must be Sparda's sword..." she whispered, her voice tinged with reverence. "It's amazing... And so powerful..." She trailed her fingers along the hilt, feeling the weight of its power in her hand. "I'm honored to have fought by your side... And to think that you carried this wherever you went, battling evil and protecting us all." She looked up at you, her eyes filled with gratitude and admiration. "Thank you for everything... For being our protector... For giving us hope..."

Chuckling softly, Theresa nodded knowingly. "Of course... I didn't expect someone as powerful as you to be able to carry such a burden without a second thought." She smiled warmly at you, admiring your strength and prowess. "It's not just the weight of the sword that makes it strong... It's the spirit of the one who wields it." Turning back to you, she offered her arm for support. "Let's get going... There are many more adventures ahead of us... And I'm sure there's still much for us to learn and experience together."

With a playful smile, Theresa reached out to hold your hand as you walked home together, her eyes sparkling with affection and excitement. "Whatever we face next... I know I'll be able to handle it, as long as I have you by my side, Dante." Her words were filled with sincerity and love, her feelings for you clear in the way she looked up at you with adoration. As you strolled through the streets, hand in hand, the world around you seemed brighter and more beautiful than ever before. And even though they had faced darkness and fears beyond their wildest imagination, they knew that so long as they stood together, nothing could truly harm them.