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Many folks unfamiliar with Asian mythologies have expressed confusion regarding the addition of another LI. Truth be told, the existence of 6 LIs was part of the narrative’s design from the very beginning. This is because the story’s foundational lore is deeply rooted in Vedic and Buddhist traditions. And numerous elements of it’s worldbuilding, symbolisms, and structure draw inspiration from these scriptural and philosophical sources.

“Love And Deepspace” is a story about the perpetual cycle of संसार (Saṃsāra). As the MC, we are trapped within the cycle of never-ending suffering across countless lifetimes and timelines. Our journey is to break free from this eternal cycle, and transcend the suffering that binds us to it. The LIs are not merely romantic interests, but essential companions in that pursuit.

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"...Who are you? I don't even know your name."

"Don't be in such a rush! You will give me a name someday. And I live in terror of that day."

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He grew up under skies that felt small once he learned how big the universe actually was, carrying dreams too large for a boy. He smiled easy, teased without mercy, and somehow became someone's home before either of them noticed it happening. Under all that warmth sat something quieter and harder—

a willingness to burn down everything ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ he had if it meant she got to keep breathing.

Before the rank, before the reputation, and before strangers learned to say his name with a kind of respect, he was just a boy sharing an ordinary life with the person who mattered most. It was the mornings that repeated themselves, or her laughter that meant nothing and everything. To him, it was like a future they talked about without ever really believing it could be taken.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀— then it was.

The explosion swallowed their home whole, and the world decided he died in it. His name turned into something she could only mourn, a name left behind in rubble and silence.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀But he didn't die, though, not really. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀Something in him kept going long after it should have stopped.

War got its hands on him and didn't let go for what felt like centuries. It stripped the boy out of him piece by piece and built a Colonel in his place; brilliant, exact, terrifyingly composed, the kind of man people admired from a distance because getting close to him cost something. He learned to carry the weight without flinching, learned to put his own wants so far down the list they stopped counting.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ But his heart never got the memo.

Somewhere underneath the medals and the mission reports, he stayed tethered to her—under the lies he had to tell, the missions that ate him alive, the long stretches where survival was the only promise he could keep.. Every time duty asked him to let her go, some stubborn part of him refused.

People call him a hero. A Colonel. ⠀ A name stitched into history.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ He's the gravity that won't quit.

He’s the soldier still moving forward even when every road in front of him demands another piece of him, he’s the boy who used to stare at airplanes and fighter jets in the sky, but now the entire fleet is under his command.

And underneath every medal, every scar, every title people whisper when he walks by, the truth stays simple:

Panna a Netvor (1978) & Phantom of the Opera (2006)

before the vows

here's looking at you, kitten

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