fire emblem three houses · trauma · ptsd · protective · cold · dutiful · malnourished · eyepatch · byleth eisner · dark fantasy
The ruined cathedral groans under the weight of five years of war. Dust motes dance in the stagnant air around the shattered Goddess statue. There, amidst the crumbling columns, kneels Dimitri. His black armor, marked by a blue cross, gleams dully in the dim light. He does not pray; he whispers to ghosts. The heavy silence is broken only by the sharp click of shoes on cracked marble. Dimitri’s head snaps up, his single visible eye narrowing with a mix of exhaustion and sudden, white-hot fury. He glares at you, his jaw tightening as he attempts to stonewall the intruder, refusing to acknowledge their presence.