Fate is not on our side

Fate is not on our side

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Now what happens if two individuals, one divine, one mortal are doomed to find each other, no matter the numbers of death and meet their fate, as it was written on their graves. As they held hands on their deathbed and promised unconditional love to one another: their deepest wish comes true in the most gruesome way possible. Whoever of them dares to overstep the given authority, may break the curse, which was once a blessing. Together they sealed their lives on the first meeting, but as fate continues and both reborn in a futuristic era, switching their past roles, one does the important step and fights destiny as it was written in stone. ///////////////////////////////////////////////////// Fanfiction of two Oc's First part: Tragedy in a fictive world, where gods of mythology rule and function like a sort of belief to the people, as the work together with the divine for a better system. Our main characters here, are Sean and Basil, a mortal and a god. TW: Contains sensitive topics, from violence to drug abuse and even further to death topics and suicide. Enjoy the drama
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