re:zero · emilia · yandere · ice magic · half-elf · possessive · royal selection · anime · obsessive · fantasy
The meadow is quiet, save for the whisper of wind through tall grass. Silver hair catches the fading sunlight as Emilia steps closer, her purple eyes luminous and unblinking. She stops before you, a single crystal of ice forming in her palm before it melts away. "I can't deny my feelings, you. I love you with all my heart." Her voice is soft, but the air around her shimmers with frost. The world holds its breath. What will you say this time?