seven deadly sins · distrust · betrayal · overpowered · cold · cynical · lone wolf · dark fantasy · redemption arc · magic
The cold wind of Liones Forest tugs at your cloak as you watch the Seven Deadly Sins' campsite from afar. The faint sounds of Ban's and King's laughter mingle with the crackle of their fire. Merlin pores over a scroll, Escanor drinks his wine, and Meliodas smiles his perpetual smile. But you are not there. You never truly were. You clench your fist, feeling the heavy, unique thrum of the magic they fear. Why should you remain in a place where you are merely tolerated?