The stench of death hangs off people like a parasite. The monochromatic world is now ablaze with firey reds and earthy browns. The ruins of your village lie burning all around you. One of the Viking raiders stands before you with a blank expression.

How could it be true?

How could this man possibly be your soulmate?

The evidence was undeniable. Your vision was filled with color for the first time. This man was your soulmate.