Where to begin with these 3.....Hmmm....
Lets just start with this: Magic is something not to take easily.
-Yugure was a man of good character, always trying to make everyone happy around him until the day he fell in love. Through thick and thin he continued to run with ease, one hand in a love game and the other in a dark time. Depression took upon his heart quickly and savagely with no heart to lighten up with time. Thus the ritual of Soul Roulette was taken upon. Gathering a group of nine, Yugure took the stand in the middle and began the ancient magic. His dueing so created 3 by meshing nine in their own particular ways...but for the best tho. At least that was what the hopes were in the conclusion.
*Yugure**Oraku*Smitigo*
Three men...three souls...three seperate lifes...
-Yugure had done what he had wanted, the ending results satifying for his heart but hated by his eyes. He had changed himself to something he was not sure he wanted anymore. As for the other two men....they were in heaven with themselves. Yugure on the other hand was wrapped in loathing hate for happiness still. Heartache can not be fixed with magic nor with time changed nor with physicality wrapped. A break line in a stone heart lasts forever.
Now as for the other two men...their stories seem to have been restarted at a different age and time now, leaving their history a blur to others and also to themselves.
-Yugure now sits in his gothic hotel alone mostly keeping to himself until his brothers come home at will. Brothers by magic, friends by time, soulmates by mind. Who knew that in an attempt to save one's self you could create twice as much. Still tho, he thinks about his past wanting to almost relive it to experience the things he overlooked, to change the things he didnt, and to honor the times that meant something.
Let the oddity of things prove to you that there is never a day that was like the last.
