Nanatsu | No Taizai

“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.”

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.

But Meliodas had broken that oath. He had chosen love—Elizabeth—and in doing so, he had let the war consume everything. Frauja had been sealed away by her own kind for consorting with a demon. For three thousand years, she had waited in a prison of crystallized light, dreaming of the boy who had promised her a better world and then forgotten her name. nanatsu no taizai

The wind howled across the crater of Danafor. Somewhere far away, a bar fight was probably breaking out in the Boar Hat. Diane would be laughing. King would be rolling his eyes. Ban would be stealing something. And Elizabeth—gentle, kind, mortal Elizabeth—would be waiting for him to come home.

“You shouldn’t be here,” the boy said. He was young, barely a man, with messy black hair and a lazy smile that didn’t reach his eyes. He carried a broken greatsword strapped to his back—the hilt chipped, the blade notched, yet humming with a faint, divine light. “You’re right about one thing,” he said softly

“To find the other sins,” she said without looking back. “To offer them what you refused. A cure for Diane’s memory. A way to free Ban’s immortality without killing him. A sword that can cut through any curse for King.” She glanced over her shoulder, her violet eyes now cold as grave-frost. “Not everyone loves as selflessly as you, Dragon’s Sin. Some of them still have broken oaths of their own.”

“But I’m not that demon prince anymore. I’m not the leader of the Seven Deadly Sins for the sake of power. I’m not even Meliodas the Dragon’s Sin of Wrath.” He met her gaze. “I’m a husband. A father, one day, I hope. And I will not trade Elizabeth’s peace for a new war—no matter how just you think it is.” No grass grew there

Meliodas took a slow breath.