𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐓𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐨, 𝐓.𝐍

𝕻𝖗𝖔𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖚𝖊 𓆩♡𓆪

Italics ~ flashback

LONG AGO, before there were many realms, there lived two deities, Soul and Fate. Fate is the personification of, well, fate. And Soul, as you could've guessed, is the personification of a soul. They are complete opposites of each other, and yet they have a very close, and loving bond. They have always been close, since the beginning of time itself. And while Fate's purpose is to weave the threads of destiny, and Soul's is to create souls and spread love, the two still have a deep affection for each other.

"Me? With you? Dream on." Her lips quirked up in a smile as her eyes found his.

"Oh believe me, I dream quite vividly, and you're always there. " He smirked, his voice love and filled with a hint of playfulness.

They were both strong and immortal, yet their love was frowned upon greatly. To keep Fate and Soul together. They created as a sign, a symbol, that one's heart belonged to someone else. And while the marks were to protect their love and their union, they also had the added benefit of letting people find their soul mates, and experience the same kind of love Fate and Soul had.

His hand moved to her chin, his fingers gently tilting her face up to look at him. He ran his thumb along her cheek, wiping away a tear from it and giving her a reassuring smile.

"Darling, I will protect you with my life. I have magic, remember? "

"My love, you and I both know we will die if we faced the hunters right now. "

His heart fluttered as he gazed down into her tear-filled eyes, a pang of fear forming in his chest at the realisation she was right. He gently tucked a strand of her hair behind the ear, his hand moving to cup her cheek, thumb caressing it.

"I swear to you, on All-Fathers head, I will find a way to keep you safe. I will not let harm come to you. "

She flinched once she heard another bloodcurdling scream, "Why must we die in their hands. All we did is fall in love. Is love that bad? "

His jaw tensed slightly as he heard the scream, but he kept his focus on her. The thought of losing her made a lump formed in his throat, his hold on her tightening as he pulled her frame even closer to his. His eyes bore into his lover as he spoke in a soft tone that was just above a whisper.

"We did not do anything wrong. We simply fell in love. Nothing on any realms is a crime about that. "

Her voice cracked as she looked back at him, "We have to either save ourselves and watch the universe turn ugly or let us die and find each other in another life. "

She looked at him knowing they must do it.

He closed his eyes and buried his face in her hair as he sighed loudly. He knew you were right, he knew that there was no other option. His grip on her tightened even more, his arms fully wrapping around her waist.

"We will find each other again in another life, darling. Always and forever. "

"Always. Till the end. " Her sweet voice cracked again.

He pulled her head back a bit so he was now looking directly at her, he gave her a gentle smile, his heart aching in his chest as he looked into her eyes. He took in her beautiful features, hoping to memorise every part of her to keep in his heart.

"We will find each other again, you and I. In this life and the next. I will love you for all eternity. "

"The next holders will do a better job. She reassured him with tears in her eyes.

He shook his head, his thumb continuing to stroke her cheek. A small tear started to form in his eye, but he blinked it away. He was fighting the urge to break down crying, he had to stay strong for his lover. He gave her a small smile as he spoke, his voice a bit hoarse, "I don't want there to be another 'me' and another 'you'.. I want it to be us. Forever. "

"My soul will forever find yours. You're the fate to my soul after all. "

He let out a shaky sigh as he moved his forehead to rest against hers, gazing into her eyes. Both of his hands were on her waist, pulling her form even closer to him, desperate to memorise how it feels to hold her, "Your soul was created just for me, and mine for you, darling. We will always find each other, over and over again. "

Her eyes softened before it widened and her lips rushed to get the words out, "Wait the next holders might not—"

But before she could, blood poured out of her mouth as she choked. The both of them, Fate and Soul, weakened in each other's arms as the magic took place.

His eyes widened as he felt her gasp in his arms. He held her tightly against him, his grip on her so close that he was afraid he might hurt her. He could feel the life slowly draining out of her body, and his own started to quickly diminish as well.

"Not yet.. I'm not ready.." He managed to spit out. All he wanted to do was hold her for longer. He wanted to hold her forever.

"Tell the holders that—" She started to speak again soon.

He cut her off as he placed a finger on her lips. He didn't wanted to know what you were going to say, he didn't want their last moments together to be used up by her talking, "Shh.. No.. Just.. Don't talk. Let me look at you for a little while longer. Let me memorise every inch of you, before I lose you. "

Her parted lips whispered for the final time as she felt herself go, "I love you, Fate. "

His heart ached at her words, tears were now streaming down his face, his entire body shaking as his own life began to slip away from him. The edges of his vision darkened as he tried to hold on for just a little longer. As his knees went weak, and he gently set Soul down on the ground before falling to his knees himself, leaning over her body. He took her frail hand in mine and held it tightly, tears still falling from his eyes.

"I love you too... my..Àkyra.."

And so thus, on the day of a person's 17th summer, they will receive a mark, somewhere on their body. It is a symbol, a mark, of who they are destined and bound to be with, for the rest of their life.

RAVEN 🖤
*cutely appears*
Let's just forget the fact
I have neglecting writing for so long
🥰 .