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In a realm where soulbonds are sacred and forbidden in equal measure, two people are torn apart by betrayal, silence, and the cruelty of power.

Lian Wolfe, once a sworn protector of the ancient Order, was exiled for breaking his oath to protect the one person the world demanded he forgets: Aure Siran, a soulmarked person whose presence could bend reality itself.

Thought lost to time, Aure returns—reborn, fragmented, his memories sealed like ruins behind glass. But the bond between them cannot be severed. Not truly.

As Aure’s past begins to unravel, visions of a warrior’s loyalty and a love too wild to be contained pulls him into a quiet obsession: to find the man who bleeds in his  dreams.

But Lian, now hunted and hardened, has learned to bury his heart beneath ash and blade. When fate draws them back together, one remembers everything…
and the other remembers just enough to ache.

Their reunion could reignite a forgotten war—or heal a world still trembling from their fall.

Will they choose love? Or will duty and fear tear them apart once more?

Untamed bond

Aure gasped as the light dimmed, his arms still wrapped around the one who had held him in the rift. But—

No memory of the man's voice. Just the warmth, the soul-deep ache that told him: He gave up everything. For me.

And he remembered love, even if he didn't know what to call him anymore.

The ground beneath them rumbled. The Rift wasn't done.

From the ceiling of eternity, stars collapsed inward, forming a shape—tall, radiant, terrible.

Born from the laws that bound every realm, it moved without mercy.

"You have broken the order of soul and name," it boomed, its voice cracking time itself. "One has been unmade. The bond is void."

"No," Aure stepped forward, trembling, voice wild with defiance. "The bond is stronger than names. Stronger than laws made by cowards who fear love."

The Judicator raised his hand. "Then be judged together."

He turned back to the one-who-was-once-Lian, who stood quiet, glowing faintly at the edges, beginning to fade.

Aure grabbed his face with both hands. "You're not vanishing on me. Not after all of this."

He smiled. "But you don't even know my name."

"I don't need it," he whispered. "Because I remember you in here" he pressed his palm to his heart, "where no Judicator can reach."

Suddenly, the soul sigil Aure bore sparked blue fire.

The mark on his chest though his name had vanished answered it.

And the bond, the untamed bond, surged.

A circle of violet flame erupted around them.

"You rewrote fate," he hissed. "With love."

Aure's voice rang out like thunder wrapped in poetry:

They turned, hand in hand, faces steady, and walked through the flame. The Rift cracked. The Celestial collapsed into dust.

In the silence after, Aure looked into his fading eyes and said:

"From now on, I'll call you whatever I want."

He laughed, soft, ghostlike. "What'll it be?"

He kissed his cheek and whispered:

The name that burned through heaven