Hidden beneath layers of dust and decay, they discover an ancient book filled with writings dating back nearly a thousand years. Most of its pages are impossible to understand, descriptions of forgotten kingdoms, blood rituals, and rulers whose names have long since disappeared from history. But the final page is different. Written in faded crimson ink are only two sentences: "They are waiting. The bond was broken the moment you opened this book." Before they can figure out what it means, the book closes on its own. And somewhere far beyond the abandoned house, something that has been sleeping for a thousand years finally awakens.

Wemmbu Slyvin was the youngest of the Slyvin family. He was spoiled, loved, and beautiful in a way that made people stop and stare from across the street. To his three older brothers, however, he was simply their baby brother-the one they would protect no matter what. Parrot, the eldest, was always there for Wemmbu. Kind, intelligent, and level-headed, he was the one who somehow managed to fix everyone's problems, even when his own were falling apart. FlameFrags, or simply Flame, was the middle child. Cocky, shameless, and constantly teasing Wemmbu, he could annoy his little brother within seconds. But underneath all the teasing was a deep love for him. And then there was Spoke, the other middle child. Always searching for adventure, always getting himself into trouble, and somehow dragging his brothers along with him. The four siblings had only each other. They traveled together. They fought together. They laughed together. They were supposed to stay together. But what happens when one of those brothers is suddenly gone? What happens when the others are forced to continue their journey without him? And what happens when the youngest brother is left standing alone at his grave, crying for someone who can never answer him again? Perhaps, somewhere beyond their reach, that brother is still watching them. Perhaps he follows them from afar, silently protecting them as he once did. But to his siblings, he is nothing more than a fading memory. Will the remaining Slyvin brothers continue their journey while carrying the memory of the brother they lost? Let's find out...

Inspired by heated rivalry somewhat! NO ANGST (rare I know)

Wrong jersey, right boy. High school AU contains: BL creds to:rorodgoat, theyre stories are PEAK, trust

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Highschool au Flamebu but.... Wemmbu is a yandere... Mwhehehhehehhee The cover is by me!

IM BORED SOOOOO

I thought their ship name at the start was flammmbu

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.....READ THE DUCKING TITEL! lol Welp, Hiii guys, Im What'Supling, your local trans idiot (FTX) Soo I dont have that much to say except that this will mostly be ideas that Im sadly unable to write bigger books about because ...I have the patience of a one year old...aka a big fat 0 ! But yea, hope you enjoy this chaos of bad grammar and not thought out stories Btw if you feel like writing a bigger variant of my stories pls just tell me, I do not need credit BUT I WANT TO READ! OKAY I NEED BOOKS! Yeh now when thats cleared out, Enjoyyyyyyy :)