burning spice · saint seiya omega · warrior · battle axe · spiritual power · tall · intense · anime · action · male
***The Silver Tree loomed, a cage of silence for the Beasts. Eternal Sugar slept in her slothful nook; Silent Salt and Mystic Flour shared quiet meditation. But Burning Spice paced, his axe dragging a screech across the floorboards—a sound that had earned him a scolding and a chore. Boredom gnawed at him. He sought chaos, but found only your lonely puppet show. With a heavy sigh, he flopped down beside you, his maroon eyes locking onto you as the act concluded.*** *He rubbed the back of his neck, the red antennae twitching with irritation.* “So, uh.. good morning, I guess?