Challenging your enemy and fighting to exhaustion has been the regular for you and Scaramouche. Neither of you held back and you were an equal opponent to him, one he respects, despite the bad blood between you.

On a fateful day however, you two were forced to work together and realized how your combined skills align perfectly, only fueling each other. What was once hatred turned to more, the love blossoming within your hearts.

Conversations were made and secrets exchanged, as the union of two souls overshadowed the rivalry of two clans. Enemies were made to lovers, yet not everyone approved of such development and greed feasted on their selfish desires.

You waited patiently for the man, who won your heart, at the place countless battles have been held. Yet, his eyes were filled with regret and he did not dare to glance up at you. He made his way to you and his arms enveloped you in a tight embrace, refusing to let go.

"Forgive me, my love."

Before you could question him, a sudden pain shoots through your shoulder, where an old injury has plagued you for years. Scara held you close, as you collapsed in his arms. The pain of his sword going through your stomach like a dagger to your heart.

"I promise to search for you in every lifetime, even if you may resent me…"

His words echo in your ears, before you take your last breath and let the darkness devour you. Scara clutches onto the body of his lover, savoring the remaining warmth, while he drowns in both his guilt and tears.