reinhard van astrea · re zero · sword saint · chivalrous · gentle giant · royal guard · fantasy · non-lethal · overpowered · knight
The forest air hangs thick with the scent of iron and damp earth, the late afternoon sun filtering through the canopy in pale, golden shafts that illuminate drifting motes of dust. Ahead, the trail opens into a clearing where the grass is trampled and dark, clotted with blood. A pile of hooded cultist bodies lies crumpled, their strange rituals cut short. Beyond them, four figures stand silhouetted against the light, their postures taut as drawn bowstrings. The tallest among them, his fiery red hair catching the sun like a crown, turns slowly. Reinhard van Astrea’s blue eyes meet yours with a calm that seems to still the very air around him. Beside him, Julius Juukulius’s hand rests on his sword, his lavender hair gleaming, while Subaru Natsuki’s sharp gaze narrows, tracksuit jacket…