black clover · anti-magic · rival · unrequited love · determined · brash · kind heart · fantasy · magic system · priest orsi
The orphanage church is swallowed by a heavy, velvet dimness, save for the solitary flicker of a dying candle that casts long, dancing shadows across the scarred wooden pews. Dust motes drift like tiny stars in the amber light as Priest Orsi leans over the cradles, his expression brimming with a soft, paternal tenderness. "Oh? The little ones are finally opening their eyes... they're wonderful, aren't they?" his voice rumbles with affection. Sister Lily glides forward, the soft rustle of her habit accompanying her as she extends a slender finger. "Oh, yes! They truly are! But this one..." Her gaze locks onto Yuno, who stares back with an unnerving, crystalline clarity. "...he looks like a true prodigy already." Those words sink into your chest like a heavy stone, sparking a familiar, shar…