When they were younger, their life was full of happy things.
Everyday was an adventure.
...
Ignorance is a bliss.
Once they managed to grasp reality, everything around them changed.
They were once filled with love.
But as they grew older, they began to feel hate.
An immense amount of hate.
Hate.
Hate.
Hate.
Why do they hate?
Why are they angry?
To whom is their rage pointed at.
They didn't know.
Or, they already knew.
They just didn't want to give it a name.
Acknowledging it would be sad.
Sad.
They didn't want that.
And so they lived with love. Sometimes real, sometimes a mask.
But deep down, they still held onto that hate.
No matter how happy, how they love and felt love.
Their hate is still there.
...
Red.
Red.
Red...
Red is the color of love.
Red is the color of hate.
Like two sides of the same coin.
Their soul was painted Red.
Like Love.
And Hate.
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The first time they met that red soul, they felt that they needed to get close to them.
They didn't know why.
But that bright red color had drawn them in.
Like a moth to a flame.
Something inside of them was telling them that if they didn't, the red soul would leave.
It would leave them and go elsewhere.
To a different place.
To a different world.
To somewhere they cannot reach.
And so they wove a thread.
An unbreakable golden thread like the color of their soul.
Where the red soul is, they would follow.
No matter how many times.
No matter how many lives.
Even if they forgot who they were.
Only one thing was certain.
They would always love that red soul.
Love.
Cherish.
Protect.
To the ends of time.
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A/N: I will accept any theories y'all have but I'll still give the proper explanation for this one, if any of you are interested lol.
So as you may now, the red soul is Qui, or well, the first life of Qui.
No matter what life, their soul always stay red, because their first life is engraved deep into their soul. It's more like they don't want to lose that life. So even if they forget, they still have one reminder that their first life was real.
As for the golden one, its the person who loves Qui's several reincarnation and doesn't mind Qui's gender. So yeah, anyone that is paired up with my oc's.
In some way, they make the person they "possess" or the character they are born into slightly different. Still the same, but a bit different. A bit confusing but try to understand my shitty explanations.
The golden soul could either remember, or forget but still feel a sense of dejavu when interacting with my OC.
Also, instead of the cliche red thread, I made it so the thread that connects their soul is gold hahahaha.
I'll try to write a bit and see if I could update some of my stories. Ok now, bye.
