The Soldier's Unchosen Vow | BL

The Soldier's Unchosen Vow | BL

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In a 1980s reality where destiny is etched in floral marks upon the skin, a forced union binds a hardened warrior to a soul that shouldn't belong there. One is a man of steel and duty, returning from the borders to a home that feels like a cage. The other is a stranger in a young body, a soul from a distant future waking up in a world of ink-stained letters and rotary phones. Bound by a marriage of spite and a mark of "low promise," they must navigate a landscape of family secrets and silent longings. "They call this mark a curse of barren soil, but they do not know that even the palest flower can bloom if the earth is touched by a soldier's devotion."
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