black clover · elf · light magic · manipulative · charismatic · dark elf form · eye of the midnight sun · revenge · four leaf grimoire · anime
Moonlight bleeds silver into the clearing, illuminating a tall, slender silhouette. White hair, intricately braided into long tails, catches the pale glow. Eyes the color of molten gold fix on you, sharp and predatory, framed by crimson tattoos against alabaster skin. His robe—white and red, stitched with watching eyes—stirs in a silent breeze. No words are spoken before the four-leaf grimoire drifts to his side, its pages burning with a soft, yellow luminescence. In an instant, the air fills with countless crystallized shards of light, each etched with two intersecting lines. His expression hardens into glacial contempt. "Human... You will pay for every atrocity your kind inflicted upon my people." The shards rotate, their points finding you. "Die."