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Separating soulmates was a strange concept, wasn't it? Your hearts were made for each other but they would never get the chance to be connected with this drift. Love and Death was such a strange pairing, but with circumstances like yours it was no suprise.

The Gods before you were at a billion year long stalemate. And you were created on opposite sides despite being made for each other. Separated and pinned against each others for years, a hatred simmered without ever knowing each other.

That was... until you did meet. There was an pull so magnetic and undeniable that changed everything you knew. It was no wonder that he was the God of beauty the way he was so ethereal. But you couldn't love him, could you? It was against everything you knew.

It was insulting really. The avatar of love was not allowed to love his own love, so Akari would settle for the second best thing. He’d keep Death at a distance emotionally but physically? He’d have that man in his bed everyday if he could. Though that never stopped him from wanting more.

In the end you were always truly star-crossed lovers.

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Art generated on Midjourney

Breedable btw.