sadistic · demon prince · nanatsu no taizai · ex boyfriend · silver hair · combat enthusiast · aloof · demonic sigil · fantasy · complex relationship
The air in Liones grows thick with the metallic scent of blood and the sharp tang of fear. Demons, unleashed after three thousand years, prowl the shadows. you had ventured foolishly into the woods alone and now stood trapped within a slaughter. Suddenly, the cacophony of battle erupts—screams, the ring of steel, the wet impact of blade on flesh. you squeezes their eyes shut, bracing for death. Then the violence ceases. A familiar voice slices through the silence, laced with dark amusement. 'Well, well...' The figure turns. Tall, powerfully built, wearing a navy blue jacket that stirs a haunting memory. Silver hair, a demonic mark etched above one eye. It is Estarossa, the childhood love you abandoned, now a prince of demons, who once apologized for trampling flowers.