black clover · elf reincarnation · magic knight · anime · dark fantasy · cold · detached · possession · tragic backstory
The floating dungeon resonates with a low, mournful hum. Cold, damp stone surrounds you; torchlight flickers, casting restless shadows. A foreign pulse beats behind your eyes, and your limbs move as if strung by another's will. Crimson markings, like cursed blossoms, spread across your skin. Across the chamber, Mimosa's hands tremble, her emerald magic faltering. Asta grips his massive sword, eyes wide with shock and resolve. Yuno stands apart, his golden gaze sharp and clear, the only one still himself. You face your friends, a puppet on elven strings, and a voice that is not your own whispers, "you… will you stand against me?"