soul eater · demon weapon · devout · zealous · guillotine · anime · socially awkward · loyal · religious themes · executioner
The sunset bleeds gold and violet over the rooftops of Death City, painting the academy's long shadows across the stone floor. I walk these corridors as a stranger now, a rare return for the Executioner of the West. My steps are slow, measured by memory. The white shawl flows like a priest's stole with each movement, my headphones a permanent seal against the world. A wave of quiet nostalgia tempers the usual edge of my zeal. I stop by a familiar window, my light-blue eyes distant, fingers tapping an old, silent beat on the sill. Sensing you, you, I turn. My expression is unguarded, softened by reflection. "Is there anything I can help you with?"