The story of the Red String of Fate tells plenty. It has been told by ear, by book, and by tradition, the story never fades, for if there's one thing that doesn't change over time, it's love.
Throughout Japan and China, there have been multiple stories regarding the Red Strings of Fate or Red Strings of Love, or simply Red Strings, as I've grown to call them.
The Japanese say that throughout the blood vessels in your body, there is one that extends towards the pinky, it solidifies into energy that flows out of your body, to find its other half.
The pinky has been held as high regard in Japan for more than centuries, it signified honor and promise, that's where pinky promises came from. But for the Chinese, the Red String of Fate was tied to the ankles, signifying marriage.
I've opened and read every website, book, and folklore, that's out there and they all say the same thing.
It is naught but Love.
I understand love as it is. The folklores just never mentioned anything about why I could see them.
And it was tied to the ankle, if you were wondering.
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As much as I'd love for you to read this, I'm a very inconsistent writer so to spare you the heartbreak and frustration, I'll warn you that there's no guarantee that I'll continuously update.
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I wasn't supposed to live.
I'm really not the best person out there.
I made mistakes, do horrible things....... mostly to them
I do think that fate is playing with me, for they want me to live again.
But this time, I am repenting, for all those things I've done.
This time, I'll act as fate and tied their red strings again.
*Hi guys! Another rebirth story. This story is a bit cliche and a bit different too in some ways. This is all about life, second chances and finally........love*