One thing that is always interesting about life is that there are many different intertwined fates.
A life born in one place may be irrevocably connected to a life on the other side of the world. A life born to rule the world may be destroyed by the influence of a life born to love passionately. A life born to do not very much at all may do many great things through a life born to watch the world burn. Lives always influence each other.
And if a life that did so very much dies? Well, sometimes Fate allows them to come back. But not as themselves. Never themselves.
'And soulmates?' I can hear a young romantic ask. 'If an important life dies without their soulmate? What do they do in their next life?'
In most cases; they wallow in a strange emptiness that shall never be filled without their other half, only able to remember and be happy again in death when they are rejoined. But sometimes, very rarely, both soulmates are given a new life.
When that happens, Fate gives them a chance to remember and live together happily; with a single kiss. A kiss and their memories are returned, a gift to treasure. What they do with these memories is up to them; to cherish or to mourn, to love anew or to bitterly hate.
This is the hand that Fate gifts our heroes; Thusetsis and Amunet, Ástríðr and Hróarr, Perseus and Annabeth.
These are the lives they lead.
A/N
So, a new fic! There'll only be a total of 5 chapters to this one, but it'll end up 30k+ words, so there's that!
It's pure angst/fluff. I had no point to this, just a fun idea.