Nanatsu No Taizai Work -

The ruins of Danafor still wept under a moonless sky. No grass grew there. No bird sang. The crater, a scar carved into the earth by the wrath of a single man, smelled of old lightning and older sorrow.

“The same thing I wanted three thousand years ago, Meliodas. A world without gods. No Demon King. No Supreme Deity. Just mortals, making their own choices, their own mistakes, their own loves.” Her violet eyes glowed. “I want you to help me kill the Demon King. Permanently. And then, together, we will tear down the goddess realm’s throne.” nanatsu no taizai

“So you choose her again,” she whispered. “Over balance. Over justice. Over the thousands who will still die under the tyranny of gods.” The ruins of Danafor still wept under a moonless sky

She sat on the lip of the abyss, her silver hair tangled with ash, her small hands wrapped around a cracked porcelain doll. She couldn’t have been more than ten summers old, yet her violet eyes held the weight of centuries. The crater, a scar carved into the earth

“You’re right about one thing,” he said softly. “I did break my oath to you. And I’m sorry—truly sorry—that I can’t remember the friend you say I once was.”

His smile froze. No one in this forsaken land should know that name. He was a ghost, a wanted criminal, the Dragon’s Sin of Wrath. The kingdoms of Britannia had posters bearing his crude likeness, promising a fortune in gold for his head.