Uraboku -

Luka went still. To him, those memories weren't just flashes; they were a vivid, eternal ache. He had loved Yuki when Yuki was a woman, and he loved him now, regardless of the form he took. "The world has changed many times, Yuki. But the soul does not."

"In every life, I have found you," Luka said, his voice dropping to a near-whisper. "And in every life, you have reached for me. It doesn't matter if you remember the words we spoke a thousand years ago. What matters is that you are here now." Uraboku

Luka stepped down and sat beside him, the proximity radiating a familiar, protective warmth. He reached out, his gloved hand hesitating for a fraction of a second before gently covering Yuki’s. Luka went still

In the world of ( Uragiri wa Boku no Namae wo Shitteiru ), the bonds of the past often weigh heavier than the present. This original short story captures a quiet moment between Yuki and Luka at the Twilight Mansion. The Echo of a Promise "The world has changed many times, Yuki

"Is it that obvious?" Yuki asked with a small, weary smile. He looked down at his hands, which possessed the "God's Light" ability to heal others by taking their pain onto himself. "I just... I see flashes sometimes. Not just of the war, but of quiet moments like this. Only, you weren't standing behind me back then. You were holding my hand."