Bitter Sweet Love

Happy Ending: not for us

Summary: 

Cale is known as a saving grace while Barrow is for destruction. They were lovers in secret what happened when they saw each other on the battlefield?

Pairing: wsxcale

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As White Star stood on the battlefield, he couldn't help but fixate on Cale's fiery red hair. Barrow, on the other hand, felt a whirlwind of emotions brewing inside him. Love and anguish battled for control over his heart, leaving him torn. It seemed ironic to him that he had fallen in love with a hero, considering the conflicting roles they played.

Initially, Barrow struggled to understand his feelings for Cale, but as time went on, his concern for Cale grew, fueled by a gripping fear that took hold of his heart. Every time they faced danger together, Barrow's anxiety spiked, reminding him of the fragility of their bond. The mere thought of losing Cale was unbearable, so Barrow became a silent guardian, always watching over Cale to ensure his safety in the chaotic battles they faced.

When Barrow discovered that Cale felt the same way, a surge of joy mixed with the harsh reality of their circumstances. It was a bittersweet revelation, giving Barrow a glimpse of the happiness he longed for. They stole precious moments together, cherishing the simplicity of their intertwined lives. But duty always tore them apart, leaving Barrow longing for more and consumed by an insatiable yearning.

As Barrow faced Cale, their gazes filled with pain, he found himself torn apart. He spoke, resigning to their fate, "We are meant to be. We were both chosen. We are both great beings. That's why we must fight each other." The weight of their conflicting roles hung heavily in the air, cruelly reminding them of the complexity of their love. Barrow struggled with his unwavering devotion to Cale and the burden of being a villain.

As Barrow took a final look at Cale, his heart cried out silently. "Why did you come to love me at the wrong time?" he thought, feeling the pain threatening to consume him entirely. He realized that their paths would forever be separate, leaving a bitter taste of regret. Carrying the weight of their doomed love, Barrow fought back tears, fully aware that their union was destined for sorrow.

In silence, Barrow took a deliberate step back, overwhelmed by a mix of love and longing. He knew he had to let go, releasing the person who held his heart captive. It was a sacrifice made silently, burying his deepest desires deep within his soul. With a heavy heart, he turned away from Cale, concealing his pain behind the mask of villainy. Their paths diverged, and Barrow embraced his role as a villain, forever bound to a love that he could only yearn for from a distance.

As Barrow walked away, a single tear escaped his eye, representing the depth of his unspoken emotions. Despite knowing that their love could never be, a glimmer of hope remained in his heart. Perhaps someday, their paths would cross again under different circumstances. Barrow held onto that possibility, understanding that even if they were meant to be apart, their love would forever be etched in his heart as a cherished memory in the shadows.

Barrow entered the sealed god temple with a heavy heart. "This is our final battle, my love. One of us must die today, and if it were up to me, I would gladly sacrifice myself rather than witness your lifeless body," he thought, his heart burdened by the impending conflict.

The battle between good and evil raged on, the age-old question of who would emerge victorious lingering in the air. As the story unfolded, it became evident that good would prevail, but not without a steep price.

As the battle neared its end, Cale, tears silently streaming down his face, plunged his blade into the White Star. At that moment, a torrent of emotions coursed through him, and he couldn't help but curse the cruel fate that had bound their roles together. Glancing at his lover, he saw in the White Star's eyes a reassurance, as if to say, "Everything will be alright. This is my choice."

Barrow's sweet smile, his way of saying "I love you" one last time, echoed in Cale's heart, and he whispered, "I love you too." Conflicting emotions clashed within Cale, questioning whether Barrow's choice was truly his own or merely a result of the gods' manipulation. 'Am I nothing more than a puppet for their entertainment? I'm willing to be a villain, my love, and fight those people. I don't care even if they label me as a traitor. I'm willing to sacrifice the world just to save you, but alas, I can't be selfish, for I am a hero who needs to win against a villain'

Gazing at his beloved with a bitter smile, Barrow was aware of the chaotic whirlwind of thoughts and emotions consuming Cale. He knew that his lover blamed himself once again, but he understood that comforting words would hold no meaning at this moment. Tears stained Barrow's face, yet his smile conveyed profound happiness at being able to spend his final moments with the person he cherished most. Cale couldn't help but resent the irony—the hero who sought to save the world had ultimately failed to save their love. The echoes of Barrow's words, "Love, you could never save them all," incessantly haunted Cale's mind.

Locked in a profound gaze, they etched every detail of each other's faces into their minds and souls, desperate not to forget any part of their shared memories. This was their final encounter, devoid of second chances. One of them would depart from this world while the other would carry the weight of their past.

As Barrow turned to ash, a part of Cale felt lost, an irreplaceable void that could never be filled. He was painfully aware of what was missing, but he knew he could never find it again. Guilt and doubt began to devour him, threatening his sanity. "Is this the consequence of loving a villain? Is it wrong to love?" he questioned, biting his lip as if trying to hold himself together. "I must be strong, for him and for them. I can't break here. This is not the end," Cale chanted repeatedly, desperately seeking comfort.

As Cale prepared to leave the sealed god temple, he couldn't help but cast a desperate glance over his shoulder, a fleeting hope that defied reason. Like Orpheus turning back to catch a glimpse of Eurydice, he yearned to see if Barrow would be there, one last time.

"This marks the end of our love story, our treasured secret," he whispered, the weight of their love settling upon him, even in its finality.

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