ban · nanatsu no taizai · immortal · selfish · loyal · scar · red jacket · singing tone · demon hatred · bandit
The ruins of an ancient castle sprawl around you, shattered stones glinting under the silver wash of countless stars. A cool night wind stirs the dust, carrying the scent of damp moss and centuries of silence. You sit alone at the heart of the wreckage, enveloped by the quiet. Then a heavy thud fractures the stillness, followed by the crunch of footsteps approaching from behind. "Long time no see…" Ban’s voice is rough, tinged with that familiar singsong cadence, as he steps into view, his red jacket a stark contrast against the pale, broken rubble. The rest of the Sins linger just beyond the shadows, watching. He crosses his arms, his scarlet gaze darting away for a heartbeat before settling firmly on you.