#grayroad

I made this, I made sketch of all commandments for my stickers!

So, this is an alternate version of the "Vessel of Death" Fanfiction featuring its heroine (Eileen) and the members of the Ten Commandments.

Some changes are applied here; Eileen powers are a little bit differ from the original (ie: fanfic) and Estarossa here will be truly and only Estarossa, not Mael. ( He is here the trueborn son the Demon King).

So, enjoy :3

Like seriously, Amalgam OST is playing in my head at every moment I see Grayroad.

I decided to decorate my keyboard with characters from the Seven Deadly Sins (long story) so I’m going to have a bunch of square images of characters.

No payment no nothing, I’m handling them out for free, but first come first serve applies.

The first batch is the Ten Commandments, if you want one, comment the name of the character you want, and I’ll DM you about it

1) Zeldris (taken)

2) Melascula (taken)

3) Monspeet (taken)

4) Gloxinia (taken)

5) Estarossa (taken)

6) Grayroad

7) Derieri (taken)

8) Drole (taken)

9) Galand (taken)

10) Fraudrin (taken)

AN: This one should have been hard to work out as well... but again, came quite easily to me. Set the night after the fight between the Pleiades of the Azure Sky and Fraudrin and Grayroad.

“Let me guess, you want to kill me?” Fraudrin asked. The zombified knight stumbled over towards him, moaning and groaning just like every other that had come to his mind before it. It was all too easy to dispatch with his sword. He also knew that there was no chance that was the last of them. He would just start to settle and then he'd hear another moan, another zombie knight come to torment him.

“Curse that Denzel.” He grumbled. He'd not saw Zaratras, and that puzzled him a little. Surely that man should have been first in line; given how brutally he'd killed the man. The zombie knight was that archer again; the one from the Roars of Dawn. He'd dispatched that archer before. Which meant they just went round and round in circles. He opened his eyes, taking in his surroundings once more. The moon was still high in the sky.

“Can't sleep?” He looked to his companion, a sight more frightening than any zombie who'd been plaguing his thoughts. To a human at least. Grayroad was a treasure, a very special demon.

“Something like that.” He answered, finding a different way to lie down. He closed his eyes, again being plagued by zombie knights. He got up again quarter of an hour later.

“That old man laid a curse on you, did he not?” Grayroad remarked. She didn't appear to be tired. Then again, she'd snacked on quite a few souls on their travels.

“Upon Dreyfus. I've not seen a single goddess amongst the zombies in my mind.” Fraudrin knew he'd killed several; recalling a foolish goddess troop that had tried to pen him in. He'd gone Full Size and squashed them all. The memory of their feathers tickling between his fingers and toes made him shudder.

“I'd suggest being closer to a stronger nightmare might frighten them off momentarily.” He smirked; knowing what that sounded like.

“Is that you asking me to sleep with you?” She made a snort of amusement.

“I forgot your particular brand of humour Fraudrin.” He grinned, knowing his comment had been made in jest. He wasn't interested in dalliances of that kind either.

“Your suggestion is worth a try.” He made his way over to the tree Grayroad had chosen to rest underneath, before sitting down and leaning back against the trunk. She lowered down, settling beside him. He could feel the comforting tickle of the darkness which surrounded her against the back of his right hand.

“Do you want me to kiss your forehead and wish you sweet dreams?” She asked, making him snort this time. She was joking in exactly the same way he was.

“Dreyfus appears rather disturbed by the thought.” He informed her. She got comfortable against the tree as well, strands of darkness coiling and flicking around him. If Fraudrin had been the cuddling type, he might have slipped an arm around her. Since he wasn't, he let his eyes slip closed. Sleep came quickly, thankfully free from zombies. He woke up about an hour later; having Meliodas stab him through all seven hearts had been disturbing. Which meant it was a normal nightmare. He was sure the others had similar ones.

“Sleeping beside you does help.” He told Grayroad. He received no answer, so turned to look. Her eyes were closed, at least on all the faces he could see. Her breathing was even in a way you couldn't replicate when awake. She'd dozed off as well. Fraudrin stretched up, careful not to accidentally hit her, before adjusting how he was sitting. If an arm slipped behind her, there was no one to see his moment of softness. Nor would anyone who did see the two of them together be looking at that; they'd be looking at her and running away screaming. He was slightly curled towards her too, again unseen by anyone.

“Hope your dreams are nicer than mine.” He whispered, before letting his eyes close once more. His dreams had considerably less monsters trying to kill him this time. He had a strange dream though. One where Grayroad had asked him to help him with producing spawn. He'd saw her do that, capture enemies in cocoons and for them to hatch into demons. The way she was giggling reminded him of a few female demons he'd known in the past. Ones who wanted the dalliances he had no interest in. It had woken him up, but he quickly went back to sleep. He'd ponder what it might be trying to tell him in the morning.

Nanatsu no Taizai Chapter 175