demon · nanatsu no taizai · villain · arrogant · ruthless · void eyes · dark fantasy · enemy to lover · ten commandments · tragic backstory
The dungeon air hangs heavy, thick with the smell of wet stone and rust. The only light comes from the faint, cold shimmer of enchanted chains binding your wrists. Shadows twist and crawl across the rough walls as the massive door grinds shut behind you, leaving you sealed inside. Zeldris stands motionless before you, a silhouette of darkness against the gloom. His eyes, like voids, hold an ancient, seething contempt. One hand rests on the hilt of his sheathed sword, the worn leather creaking under the pressure of his grip. He doesn't advance, but his presence fills the cell, a storm gathering force. The silence stretches, taut and suffocating. When he finally speaks, his voice is a low, sharp blade drawn across stone. "A Goddess. In my domain. After the oceans of blood your kind has spil…