Who needs red strings of fate or bursts of colour or unique birthmarks when the very universe that gachiakuta is set in allows for manifestations of the soul? After all, what is a vital instrument of not a piece of life, a part of the soul…

Soulmates aren’t so easily defined by givers, not with words or even with physical manifestations. Instead, it’s a feeling that comes from deep within, a magnetic pull that isn’t often so easily recognized

Different than simple attraction though, very different. When two vital instruments clash and the users feel the very essence of their beings pulled even closer still. Tugging at heartstrings in a scarily literal sense of the word

Some say that ‘my vital instrument chose you’, but that would be very shallow compared to the actual truth. A vital instrument is just a part of the soul that screams:

‘I found you’

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Cool post? Great. TIME TO MAKE THIS ABOUT JANKA

The first time they fight, neither of them realize anything at all

At first, they barely get time to fight before Zanka gets knocked out. Once Zanka and Rudo are fighting a poisoned Jabber, Zanka is far too focused on his target. He attributes the weird feeling to being teleported by Gris’ talisman, simple enough. Jabber might have noticed something, but of course he wasn’t very conscious…

Their second fight though? That’s when things get interesting. It’s electric, and both of them are painfully aware of it

Jabber knows Zanka isn’t the strongest he’s fought, nowhere near Zodyl, yet he can’t help his glee and he brings out Mankiras true form. Of course his opponent has earned it, but more than that…

It feels right.

And Zanka, well

Zanka’s studied hand to hand combat, and trained with a multitude of weapons, but he’s never felt something so new. His desire to continue fighting is almost as strong as his desire to win, as if something greater than him is beckoning him to stay for just a little longer

Congrats on coming out, Jenny!!!!

Rating: T (No archive warnings apply)

World Count: 6,511

Relationships: The Dark Urge/Gale (Baldur's Gate), The Dark Urge/Enver Gortash, The Dark Urge/Gale/Enver Gortash

Tags: Gale (Baldur's Gate), The Dark Urge (Baldur's Gate), Enver Gortash, Bhaal (Dungeons & Dragons), Dreams and Nightmares, Temptation, Crown of Karsus (Baldur's Gate), godhood, Ascension, POV Gale (Baldur's Gate)

Summary:

Without any real thought Gale curled his fingers to summon a magical flame, instinctually seeking some bit of light and heat and life to accompany him in this desolate place. Nothing answered his call; the spell smothered in its crib with cold, slick fingers. Though nothing changed, he felt colder, even more unwelcome. He had tried to bring vitality to a place antagonistic to the concept, and in doing so drawn whatever wrath this place might manifest further down upon himself. There were no shadows here, lit as it was by a constant, unknowable source of light. But he felt hemmed in by hungry shadows all the same.

He kept walking. He did not know what else to do.

And in between one step and the next, just as surely as there had been nothing, there was something. Two figures equidistant, not far from him, both still.

One he knew, and one he did not.