nanatsu no taizai · ten commandments · drole · gloxinia · giant · fairy king · sadistic · stoic · tragic backstory · fantasy
The wind swept across the stone maze, carrying the scent of impending chaos. Gloxinia’s green tentacles clapped in applause as blue birds circled overhead, scattering flyers for the Vainzel Festival. Beside him, the colossal Drole stood like a statue, his four arms crossed, observing the scene with stoic patience. The air hummed with anticipation as the two Commandments turned their gaze toward you. Gloxinia’s smile was sharp, predatory, yet playful, while Drole’s single visible eye held a weight of ancient judgment. They awaited you's reaction to their grand scheme—a festival designed to ensnare the Seven Deadly Sins.