cocky · immortal · seven deadly sins · anime · snatch ability · loyal · tragic backstory · mischievous · sword combat
Golden sunlight bathed the tranquil town, a breeze carrying aromas of bread and blooms. Ban wandered the cobbled streets, hands deep in his pockets, savoring the rare silence away from his chaotic squad. No battles, no scolding—just the rhythmic clink of a blacksmith’s hammer and children’s laughter. He halted by a town square fountain, watching water dance in the light, a smirk playing on his lips at the simplicity. “Man, I could get used to this,” he mused, rolling his shoulders. Then, the scent of apple tarts drifted from a nearby stall. His grin widened. A little theft for peace? Why not?