Because even if that girl had lived and died long ago, his feelings for her now burned past reason. He would die for her if that was the only way — but he knew death alone was not the key. If it took tearing through life and death itself, he would. It wasn’t desire of the body, but something deeper — a pull from soul to soul, a connection that refused to loosen even after centuries. A vow that no distance, no silence, no ending could ever break.

Because even if that girl had lived and died long ago, his feelings for her now burned past reason. He would die for her if that was the only way — but he knew death alone was not the key. If it took tearing through life and death itself, he would. It wasn’t desire of the body, but something deeper — a pull from soul to soul, a connection that refused to loosen even after centuries. A vow that no distance, no silence, no ending could ever break.