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Prologue

Myth of the Great Red string of Fate

Is the tale of a red string tying you with your true love.

There are many references of this story and culture and is reflected differently in each. In the original Chinese version the string ties both the lover's ankles with a red string of fate. In the Japnese culture the string ties the thumb of the male partner and the little finger of the female. In the Korean culture The string ties the little fingers of both the partners.

But for the purpose of this story. The red string of fate ties the left hands ring finger of both the partners. Because that is the finger which has ulnar artery connects the heart connected straight to the heart. It connects two people who are destined lovers, regardless of place, time, or circumstances. This magical cord may stretch or tangle, but never breaks.

A bond of unspoken love, trust, and hope of happiness.

Lovers who love no matter what it costs.

Walking home one night, a young boy sees an old man (Yue Xia Lao) standing beneath the moonlight. The man explains to the boy that he is attached to his destined wife by a red thread. Yue Xia Lao shows the boy the young girl who is destined to be his wife. Being young and having no interest in having a wife, the young boy picks up a rock and throws it at the girl, running away. Many years later, when the boy has grown into a young man, his parents arrange a wedding for him. On the night of his wedding, his wife waits for him in their bedroom, with the traditional veil covering her face. Raising it, the man is delighted to find that his wife is one of the great beauties of his village. However, she wears an adornment on her eyebrow. He asks her why she wears it, and she responds that when she was a young girl, a boy threw a rock at her that struck her, leaving a scar on her eyebrow. She self-consciously wears the adornment to cover it up. The woman is, in fact, the same young girl connected to the man by the red thread shown to him by Yue Xia Lao back in his childhood, showing that they were connected by the red thread of fate.

"Journeys end in lovers meeting," William Shakespeare said.

But meeting someone doesn't always mean love. Love is to discovered under the harshest circumstances. Must be checked against all odds. Must be tested. And will always triumph. Or will it?

Fate can be a blessing or curse in disguise.

Fated lovers are always made just for each other. But is it for them preserve or to break them whole?