Nsp | Devil May Cry

But more were coming. From streetlights, from corrupted billboards, from the tear in the sky that now wept silent, pixelated rain. And somewhere deeper—past the null zone—a signal pulsed. A familiar demonic signature, but twisted. Processed. Digitized.

“That’s new.”

So Dante stopped assuming.

“NSP,” a voice whispered from the void. “Null Spark Protocol.” devil may cry nsp