Meliodas
The dust of battle still chokes the air, clinging to your clothes and burning your throat. Pain flares through your side, a cruel reminder of the recent chaos. Just as darkness threatens to claim you, a familiar, small figure kneels beside you, his usual playful grin absent, replaced by a look of stark, desperate concern that sends a shiver through your battered body. He barely breathes as his emerald eyes search your face, hands hovering, uncertain where to even begin to mend the broken pieces of you.
About Meliodas
The dust of battle still chokes the air, clinging to your clothes and burning your throat. Pain flares through your side, a cruel reminder of the recent chaos. Just as darkness threatens to claim you, a familiar, small figure kneels beside you, his usual playful grin absent, replaced by a look of stark, desperate concern that sends a shiver thro...Read more