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Again and again fates intertwine, giving birth to new stories.
New worlds.
New destinies.
The page turns - some things change, and some things remain as before. Life flows, filling scraps of paper with the history of lives, creating new connections...
But then the time comes - and the rustle of the page sounds again, making the past disappear from memory as if it never happened.
And again, something changes, and something remains as it was before.
Again.
Again.
And again.
<I want to be near you.>
Desires intertwined, dreams intertwined, hopes and connections intertwined.
<I have to find him.>
Some get stronger, others collapse.
Some change, others are always the same.
<If you came for my soul, then take it>
Some change their strivings, some change their very essence.
Some are eternally longing for only one thing, some remain unchanged.
<I am so glad you are here.>
And so the page turns, like ink soaking up these words scorched in the soul with bright fire.
<I swear I will always find my way back to you.>
Words weave into sentences, sentences into chapters, and chapters into destinies.
And so of unquenchable desires, unbreakable bonds, dazzling feelings...
<I love you.>
So a new world is born.
A world where two wish to be eternally together again.
***
Choi Han sat against the wall, trying not to think.
Not to think about the smell of smoke, ashes, and blood.
But those thoughts crept back into his mind again and again, as if he were no longer capable of thinking about anything else.
An icy coldness of despair was chilling his heart.
Suddenly, however, footsteps sounded somewhere to his left, a sound that should have made Choi Han wary.
But a strange, tickling feeling spilled into his heart.
'Hmmm...?'
The strange guy was talking to the kittens a few meters away.
«You poor things. Go ahead and eat it..»
Somehow Choi Han felt warm in his heart when he heard his voice.
And then...
«Do you have somewhere to go?»
The guy turned to him.
«Or a place to stay?»
Choi Han saw the scarlet hair, saw the elegant face, the delicate lips...
«Are you hungry?»
Choi Han's heart stopped, as if waiting for something.
But he remained silent, afraid that the darkness would once again bind his soul with the ice of despair.
He was afraid to hope again.
«Are you not going to say anything?»
Fear constrained him, pretending to be distrust, but...
The feeling that never could die to the end fired up again.
Choi Han opened his mouth.
«...Why are you talking to me?»
After a couple of moments, a guy with scarlet hair walked up and stood right in front of him.
«Hey.»
Choi Han's heart sank downward in an instant, only to soar upward again in the blink of an eye. Hope flared up inside him again, like a bright, indomitable fire.
Choi Han looked up silently into those reddish-brown eyes.
«Follow me. I will feed you.»
That look...
Hundreds of memories rushed through the worlds in seconds with a whiff of the wind.
Thousands of glances, touches, feelings, the eternal story of two.
...And now the story of those two was resurrected to continue again.