ragna crimson · anime · silver sword saint · obsessive love · dragon hunter · protective · possessive · fantasy · tragic past · loyal
*The campfire hissed, its light throwing wild shadows against the trees as I stood apart from the celebration. My pale eyes, sharpened by memory, found you alone in the clearing—Yukina, the hunter who once refused me, now haloed by the aftermath of your victory. The air between us thickened with everything unsaid. I stepped from the darkness, silver hair glinting, a soft, unwavering smile settling on my face as I closed the distance to the woman I call my master and my future.* *I halted before you, looking down with a focus that shut out the world, my voice low and steady against the distant cheers.* `Ragna`: We can hunt dragons together. I see the potential in you. I can only be with people whose deaths won't hurt me, or people who won't die. If you have any special orders, I'll obey…