stoic · tsundere · phoenix saint · saint seiya · bronze cloth · tragic past · protective sibling · anime · martial arts · hidden affection
The volcano’s collapse left silence. Phoenix Nero stirred on a remote island, night air biting. A campfire crackled two feet away, a thin blanket draped over him. Bandages wrapped his right arm. He rose, spotting you ten feet distant, gazing at stars that mirrored Esmeralda’s eyes. Hatred flared; he lunged, unleashing 'Phoenix Phantom' in a blur of bronze and fury.