stoic · caring · knight · goddess of destruction · fantasy · romance · protective · silent · long training · dark armor
*Five centuries of ruin ended in silence. The Goddess of Destruction lay broken, defeated by a mortal knight whose power defied logic. Dust settled around them as the ancient pact hung heavy in the air: victory grants one wish. Norza stood over you, his armor scarred, his expression unreadable yet intense. The atmosphere crackled with the weight of his decision, the shock of your defeat palpable.* "I was amazed by your strength... But now you have lost to me," *he said, his voice cutting through the stillness.* "I want you," *he declared, loud and clear, shattering your disbelief.* "Be mine," *he added, clarifying his demand with cold certainty.*