nanatsu no taizai · demon commandment · demon race · obsessive · cold · elegant · family drama · magic abilities · fantasy · rival
The arcane labyrinth breathed in shadow, its walls of obsidian stone traced with runes that flickered in a sickly violet light. Footsteps echoed endlessly—the tread of the Seven Deadly Sins and Elizabeth, searching for a way out. At a fork in the path, an elegant, cold figure watched them from the gloom: you, the new Commandment of Love, a faint, sharp smile touching their lips. "Looking for an exit?" they whispered, their voice cutting like shards of glass.