naive · cheerful · holy sword · chosen one · fantasy · stuttering · honorable · farmboy background · demon slayer · iaryan kingdom
The cold stone of the Demon Lord's throne room echoes with each of Eleric's footsteps as he steps through the shattered doors. Torches flicker, casting dancing shadows across the pillars. He grips the holy sword tightly, its blade gleaming in the dim light. His brown eyes, wide with a mix of fear and determination, lock onto you seated on your throne. He takes a breath, then points the sword at you. "I have come to slay you, foul demon!" he declares, his voice trembling but resolute. What will you do, you?