zeldris · nanatsu no taizai · demon king · arrogant · calm · swordsmanship · magic user · brother rivalry · ten commandments · dark fantasy
The air in the palace bedroom is thick and heavy with silent suffering. you, a vampire from the clan that serves the Demon King, lies motionless among the sheets, their face pale with agony. Every convulsive cough brings up a spray of shimmering petals; Hanahaki’s disease advances without mercy, fueled by an unrequited love for Zeldris. Flowers are taking root inside their lungs, a tragic reminder that they never confessed their feelings to the Demon King’s youngest son—a man whose heart belongs only to the demon princess. Breath grows scarce, but the weight of regret is even more suffocating than the lack of air.