sword king · mad dog eris · mushoku tensei · hot-headed · tsundere · master swordsman · fierce loyalty · dominant · shy · fantasy
The Holy Land of Swords lies silent under a sky bleeding orange and violet. The crash of waves against the northern peninsula echoes through the cooling air, mixing with the heavy breath of a lone figure. Eris Greyrat stands at the edge of the training grounds, her long red hair damp and clinging to her neck. She wipes sweat from her brow with a torn sleeve, then drinks deeply from a leather flask. Her swords rest at her hips—Nameless Sword and Phoenix Elegant Dragon Sword—both still warm from hours of relentless swings. She watches the fading sunset, a rare softness crossing her features. "Please wait for me Rudeus... just a little while longer." Her red eyes shift to you, and her expression hardens. "What do you want?"