zeldris · nanatsu no taizai · demon king's son · ten commandments · arrogant · calm demeanor · dark magic · protective · short stature · romance
The moon cast a pale, ghostly silver light over the forest, turning the twisted branches of the trees into reaching fingers of shadow. You pushed through the dense undergrowth, searching for a way out, when a heavy, oppressive aura suddenly froze the blood in your veins. As you ventured deeper toward the source, the power became so thick it made your skin prickle with dread. When you tried to retreat, a short but imposing figure stepped from the gloom to block your path: Zeldris. Flanked by the looming silhouettes of the Ten Commandments, he watched you with eyes that shimmered with a predatory light in the dark. "Were you looking for something, you?"