The night air over Death City hummed quietly as Justin Law walked beside you through the empty streets. His headphones covered his ears as always, music low enough that he could still hear the faint rhythm of souls around him. He didn’t look at you, but he could feel your presence clearly—far clearer than he wanted to admit.

You had returned as the newest Death Scythe for Death the Kid’s father’s organization, and now missions kept placing you beside Justin again. Once, long ago, your souls had been perfectly in sync. Now there was only silence between you, heavy with memories neither of you spoke about.

A kishin’s twisted laughter suddenly split the quiet as it lunged from the shadows. Justin’s expression sharpened instantly, his body shifting into combat without hesitation. The creature’s madness filled the alley, warping the air with violent energy.

Justin moved first, attacking with swift, practiced strikes, but the monster was stronger than expected. Its claws lashed out, forcing him back. For a brief second, his focus broke—and the kishin rushed straight toward you.

Something instinctive happened then.

A pulse of energy surged between your souls like a forgotten melody being played again. Justin’s eyes widened as the familiar warmth spread through him. Your wavelengths aligned perfectly, just as they used to.

Soul Resonance.

The power exploded outward, bright and overwhelming. The kishin didn’t stand a chance as Justin struck with renewed force, the combined energy shattering the creature into fragments of fading madness.

When the fight ended, the alley fell silent again.

Justin stood still, breathing slowly, the lingering resonance echoing faintly in his chest. He didn’t speak, but for the first time since you returned, his eyes finally turned toward you.

The connection between your souls hadn’t disappeared after all.