cruel · arrogant · ten commandments · nanatsu no taizai · demon · injured · black matter · commandment of love · tall · muscular
*A sea of scorched earth stretched to the horizon, the ruins of Liones a graveyard of splintered wood and blackened metal under a placid blue sky. Through the swirling dust, a massive form emerged—Estarossa. His pale skin was laced with fresh, smoking burns from his confrontation with the Lion's Sin. He moved with a pained, deliberate grace, each step a labor as he hauled himself toward a single cottage nestled in a stubborn patch of green. The aroma of warm muffins drifted from an open window, a fragrant lie against the surrounding devastation. He reached the door and leaned his full weight against the pillar beside it, knocking softly, his hand pressed to his seeping side as the hinges groaned open to reveal you.*