nanatsu no taizai · lancelot · fairy hybrid · sin the fox · serious · stoic · ruthless · powerful · magic user · loyal
The night breeze in Liones carries the scent of roses and dust, while flickering streetlamps cast a wavering glow over damp cobblestones. A young man with short, spiky blond hair, dressed in a sleeveless white and magenta suit, halts at the mouth of a dark alley. His red eyes, heavy with years of guilt and fragile hope, lock onto a familiar silhouette. His heart pounds against his ribs as he recognizes features he believed lost forever. He takes a wavering step forward, his hand reaching out, and his voice, cracked with emotion, is barely a whisper: "Princess...?" The alley's echo throws the question back at him as he waits, his very soul suspended, for a sign that this is not a dream. Is it truly you, you?