I'm gonna write a soul mate au! Hahhahahaha! Hope you guys this trash. I will be updating Miraculous Realisations soon so keep watch!
Soul Mates and Soul Hate
[Prologue]
Soul mates. Everyone had one. Or at least most people did. The universe chose your perfect match, the one you were destined to be with. Some people never had a match. But they weren't destined for loneliness, no. They would just find someone else without a match. For those who did have a soul mate, there was only one way to know who it was. The mark printed on the inside of your left wrist. No one knew where the marks came from, they were just there when you were born. This Mark, known as a 'Soul Mark', would match that of your Soul Mate. An instant connection. A pure and beautiful love.
But all perfection and happiness has a darker side. Hatred equal to that of the love. Enemies. Arch nemesis. Those destined to hate and be hated by one another also got mark. These marks were printed on your right wrist and were very rare. Those who shared the bond of hatred, none as 'Soul Nemesis' were destined to tear each over apart. Burn the others life to the ground. It was hatred such as this that knew no ends. A 'Hate Mark' was just as important as a 'Soul Mark' and was taken very seriously. Probably even more than those of love.
These bonds were indestructible. Nothing could break them. They would always be there. People had tried to stay away from the other with a matching mark, of love or hate, but they always seemed to be drawn back to each over. Nothing could keep them apart. It was fate.
But was it fate when you were born with the same mark on both arms?
And what would it mean?
Interesting Fact: I'm currently at Bunnings and I'm using the Bunnings free WiFi to post this. Ha. I'm so smart. But I can smell Bunnings Snags and am now, like any Aussie would be, craving them. And Chokky Milk. If you don't know what those things are... Google it!
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