Rotting Body Angst
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“By bone and breath,” I whisper, soul shuddering. “By soul and shadow—” my blood pumps wildly in my veins, “I bind this life to mine.”
Capitano was never meant to love.
He was made to serve, to fight, to die without question. But when Tartaglia falls on the battlefield, bloody and gasping, something ancient cracks beneath his mask. A soul-deep instinct—one that speaks not of orders, but of devotion, rises to the surface.A blood bond is formed.
One life split across two bodies.
And with it comes a dream that blurs the line between past and present, command and craving, war and want.Tartaglia is loud, reckless, too soft around the edges.
Capitano is everything but.
And yet—he’s gentle with him. Only him.Because once you've bound your soul to another's, even monsters learn how to kneel.