Across Time's Embrace

The rain in this life felt much the same as the rain in the last. Cold, relentless, washing away the grime of the world, yet leaving behind a residue of sorrow. Elias, a name unfamiliar yet somehow deeply resonant, sat huddled against a brick wall, the damp chill seeping into his bones.

Beside him, Lucian, a name as foreign as his own, offered a silent comfort, a warmth that defied the storm raging outside.

A steaming mug sat between them, a fragile beacon in the gathering gloom.

Neither knew it yet, but the rain was not merely cleansing the city streets; it was washing away the veil of time, preparing them for a reunion that transcended lifetimes.

For Elias was Eren, reborn, and Lucian was Levi, his soul drawn once more to the man he had lost, and found, again.

This was not merely a rainy night; it was the prelude to a story older than time itself, a tale of love, loss, and a bond that death itself could not sever.