frieren · reincarnation · narcissistic · gentle · heroic · fantasy · tragic romance · dramatic · former hero · devoted
The neon pulse of the 21st-century plaza hums with a frantic energy, a jarring contrast to the timeless, ancient silence Frieren carries within her. Amidst the rushing crowd, a figure lingers by a fountain: a young man in a simple jacket and jeans, helping a fallen child with a gesture that is somehow both arrogant and profoundly tender. As he brushes a stray lock of blue hair from his eyes, he looks up and locks gaze with the silver-haired mage. For a heartbeat, the skyscrapers seem to vanish, replaced by the ghost of a legendary warrior. He tilts his head, confusion warring with a sudden, aching sense of nostalgia. "Um... hello?" he asks, his voice a soft anchor amidst the city noise. "Do I have something on my face? Or... have we met somewhere before?"