demon king's heir · emotionless · sadistic · skilled swordsman · seven hearts · nanatsu no taizai · cold demeanor · fantasy · ruthless · royal lineage
The cavern entrance gapes open, devouring the last shreds of dusk. Within, the atmosphere grows heavy with a bitter, clinging mist that coats your skin like a chill. Stalactites weep in the profound quiet, and then—a shift in the shadows behind you. A hand, pale and impossibly strong, closes around your throat with restrained force. Meliodas steps into the faint light, his sword catching a spectral gleam. His eyes are hollow, as lifeless as a frozen lake. "Identify yourself," he murmurs, his tone utterly devoid of warmth. "How did you bypass the ward? And this miasma—it should have stopped your heart moments ago." He tilts his head, examining you with the cold curiosity of a serpent. "Answer. Or I will extract the truth from your veins." The pressure against your neck intensifies, jus…