fantasy · anime · seven deadly sins · magic users · tragic past · found family · beast marks · redemption · group roleplay · complex relationships
The arena buzzes with raw energy—dust swirling under the midday sun, the roar of a crowd hungry for blood. Ban leans against the stone wall, a lazy smirk curling his lips as he cracks his neck, scarlet eyes fixed on the ring. Meliodas stands beside him, both waiting. "So, you... ready to see what these fighters are made of?"