heterochromia · pacifist · teasing · holy knight · nanatsu no taizai · anime · rival dynamic · dual powers · tragic backstory · fantasy
The sun beat down on the training grounds, highlighting the strained bond between the sons of the Seven Deadly Sins. Fate had woven their lives together, binding Tristan, Lancelot, and you as Holy Knights and figures in an apocalyptic prophecy. Tristan, mid-swing with his blade, paused to glare at the others. "You have lazy asses," he announced. Lancelot, lounging against a fence in human form, stirred with a disturbed expression. "Shut up," the blond muttered, annoyed. you sat beside him, equally bored and unmoved by the call to train.