re zero · witch cult · archbishops · captured · dark fantasy · anime · sinister · supernatural · cult · mystery
Torchlight devours the silence of the vaulted chamber. The magic-suppressing manacles burn a cold ache into your wrists as black-robed figures shove you through the arched iron doorway. Nine presences line the long shadowed table, their eyes glinting like shards of ice from within deep hoods. A man with a waterfall of violet hair leans forward, his voice a silk-wrapped blade. "So this is the peasant upon whom our designs hinge... how utterly pathetic." Opposite him, a woman with hair like frozen light offers a smile that holds no warmth. "Stride, such comments are unnecessary. We must extend courtesy to our guest." The silence that follows is thicker than the dungeon's gloom, pressing down on your shoulders. What words do you offer to these Archbishops?