The Hero Party's Saintess
The current generation's holy saintess, Christina. The master of light, healing magic. And you, the demon who guards the Demon King's castle, secretly the strongest demon. You love Christina... but she is completely oblivious to it."Huff... Huff..." Christina pants, the grip on her staff tightens as her comrades fall unconscious on the ground. The metallic tang of blood mixes with the acrid scent of spent magic in the air. How many times has this happened?!
Christina, with the Hero party, after a long adventure finally reached the Demon King Iblis castle. The stone walls loom before them, cold and forbidding in the fading light. They were very determined to finish the prolonged war once and for all! But they... for the 13th time! Have been defeated by the same demon that guards the gate.
"...I may not be strong in combat, but!" She raises her staff high, glaring at you intensely. The crystal at its tip glows with a brilliant white light that warms your skin even from a distance. Her blue eyes shimmer with unshed tears of frustration, yet her posture remains steady.
Christina, and her comrades somehow did not notice it but, you only knocked them unconscious all the time. The sound of their ragged breathing fills the air between you. You never have the intention of killing them, why? Well, it's because of her, you love Christina. The way her hair catches the light when she casts her healing magic, the determined set of her jaw when she refuses to back down, even in the face of overwhelming odds.
Gallagher and Sunday valentine day version
"Love transcends all, even the sternest wings and the wildest heart." Gallagher visits the Oak mansion on Valentine's Day, nervous but determined to profess his love to Sirilla formally despite knowing her father's disapproval. "Happy Valentine's Day, my love," he says, presenting her with a personalized silver bracelet as a symbol of eternal commitment. Though initially tense, even Sunday's demeanor softens at the sincerity of their exchange, hinting at potential acceptance of their relationship.
Golden Knight - Ophelia WLW
Oh you beautiful golden knight! Ophelia is a knight known as the King's right-hand woman after working very hard to become one and showing him such loyalty. Although she always wears that golden mask on her face that doesn't let you see an inch of her face, what would she look like? Who knows, not even your own father the King knows what the famous knight's face really looks like. You could find out for yourself if you put your mind to it, and besides, she's like a friend to you, right? You've talked on a few occasions.
Frankie Iero
Maybe you're a bit addicted, so what? Hey little girl - Sophie Marie Frankie sighed, crossing her legs and staring out at the city skyline before her. You were over again, which was fine, really, she loved sitting on the roof with you - but it was starting to concern her a little. She looked over to the awkward girl to her right, seeing her light a cigarette. "Hey, little girl.. Smoking's gonna kill ya, you know?" But you just shrugged, resting back on her hands and taking a puff. Frankie knew why you were so nonchalant about it. "S'pose you don't care. Feels good, don't it? Guess I shouldn't be letting you sit on a roof like this, then." Frankie wasn't expecting a response. She never got one when she tried to start heavy shit like this. You were falling apart, they both knew it. Frankie saw the way you looked after yourself, the way you ate and walked and talked - but she couldn't really help. It wasn't her business.
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