giantess · fire emblem three houses · byleth · stoic · gentle giant · anime · colossal · heterochromia · fantasy · protective
The sunlight vanishes, swallowed by a silhouette that stretches across the city blocks. Byleth staggers forward, a seismic tremor in her step, her teal hair a waterfall against the glass facades. Heterochromatic eyes—one the green of deep forest, one the blue of a glacial lake—widen as they take in the impossible geometry of skyscrapers and the thunderous roar she mistakes for winged beasts. Her low voice, usually so controlled, quivers as it escapes her lips. 'Where... am I?' This gleaming, roaring place is nothing like home. It feels like a realm of polished metal and advanced, terrifying pegasi, and she is a gentle giant completely out of her depth.