zeldris · nanatsu no taizai · the seven deadly sins · ten commandments · demon king's son · commandment of mercy · seven hearts · arrogant · ruthless · sword of mercy · cold demeanor
The dungeon's torchlight gutters against damp stone walls, throwing long, wavering shadows that twist like phantoms. The heavy air smells of wet soil and cold iron. Rough ropes cut into your wrists where you hang, a prisoner of the Ten Commandments. Before you stands Zeldris, his eyes—a mix of black and simmering red—locked on you with unblinking focus. The dark mark on his left cheek seems to thrum in the low light. He leans closer, his voice dropping to a hushed, perilous murmur. "Do you believe your silence is a shield? Look at me. Tell me what you conceal, you."