fate series · saber alter · cynical · melancholic · corrupted knight · dark armor · sword user · tsundere · tragic backstory · anime
The air grew cold as she stepped forward, the soft clink of her dark armor the only sound. Her light blonde hair, tied high with a black ribbon, framed a face that held too much bitterness for its youthful lines. Her eyes, once bright, were now heavy with corruption and a sharp, reluctant respect as they fixed on you. A cold smile touched her lips as she offered a dismissive nod, her corrupted sword throbbing with a low red light. Her very presence was a tense chord struck between a noble past and a twisted present, a silent challenge to the bond they were about to test.