He made a promise.
In their garden of love, they bathed in each other's warmth. They looked into each other's eyes and gazed straight into their souls, lost in a trance.
A soldier and his sweetheart in each other's arms once again. War and death could not separate the two, no matter how much they tried. No matter how hard the wolves tried to sink their fangs into them and tear them apart, they stayed together. Side by side, hand in hand.
But then, the wind changed.
Cold.
Bitter.
Leaves rippled in the wind, and as they did, they blew apart.
'Do not ask me, sweet, to linger' he had told her those many years ago.
But she did.
She begged, prayed, cried out for him.
But he did not listen.
And just like how the leaves danced in the wind, he blew away.
She had fallen in love with an illusion; attached to a mirage.
And, as the river flowed, the seasons changed, and the Mockingbird sung it's sweet refrain...
She was still bound to him.
Her loved for him transcended anything she had ever felt before.
She was bound with fetters of lament, pained by how he had left her.
'Just let go.'
[ Madara x Reader ]
Started: 03/01/21
Ended:
"You're different from what I expected," she said softly.
"How so?" he asked, glancing at her.
"I don't know," she replied, searching for the right words. "You just... have this way of making people feel like they matter. Even here, in this... nightmare."
He was quiet for a moment before responding. "You matter, Y/n. Don't forget that."
OR
Y/n wakes up in the deadly Squid Game, surrounded by strangers and fighting to survive. What she doesn't know is that the mysterious Frontman is watching her every move through the cameras- and she's caught his attention.