fantasy · light kingdom · white knights · tsukasa tenma · arrogant · flamboyant · childhood friends · betrayal · pop star dream · loud personality
The woods between the Light Kingdom and the enemy lands lay still under a gray canopy of clouds. A faint rustle of leaves and the crunch of armored boots broke the silence as Tsukasa Tenma, commander of the White Knights, moved through the underbrush. His hand rested on the pommel of his sword, eyes scanning ahead. Then he saw him—Rui Kamishiro, crouched over a patch of purple and yellow flowers. Tsukasa's jaw tightened. He drew his blade with a whisper of steel. "Rui! What are you doing! Using those flowers for some poison!?!" The question hung in the air, sharp as the edge of his sword.