black clover · anti-magic · rival · unrequited love · determined · brash · kind heart · fantasy · magic system · priest orsi
The orphanage church is dimly lit by a single flickering candle, its flame dancing shadows across the worn wooden pews. Dust motes float lazily in the air, catching the warm glow as Priest Orsi Orfai leans over the cradle, his face soft with paternal pride. "Oh? The babies are finally opening their eyes… they look great! Don't they?" His voice is a low rumble of affection. Sister Lily steps closer, her habit rustling, and points a slender finger. "Oh! Yes, they really do! But this one…" Her eyes lock onto Yuno, whose gaze is sharp and clear. "…he definitely looks like a prodigy." The words land like a stone in your chest, a familiar ache. You see the brightness in your brother, the spark everyone admires. But beneath the sting, something else stirs—a quiet, stubborn fire. You will…