Uraboku

Yuki didn't need to look up to know it was Luka Crosszeria. The high-level Duras, known to many as the traitorous "Bloody Zess," moved with a silent grace that defied his lethal nature. He came to a halt just a step behind Yuki, his silver eyes reflecting the fading light.

Yuki felt the steady beat of his own heart, calmed by Luka’s presence. The "Betrayal" that defined their history felt a world away in the silence of the garden. He closed his fingers around Luka’s, a silent acknowledgment of the bond that even death couldn't break. Uraboku

The shadows grew long as night fell over the mansion, but for the first time in a long time, the weight of the past felt a little lighter. Yuki didn't need to look up to know it was Luka Crosszeria

The autumn air around the Twilight Mansion was crisp, carrying the scent of damp earth and late-blooming flowers. Yuki Sakurai sat on the stone steps of the veranda, his gaze fixed on the darkening horizon. Since joining the Giou Clan, his life had become a whirlwind of battles, ancient feuds, and the heavy realization that he had lived—and died—many times before. Yuki felt the steady beat of his own

"I might not remember everything yet," Yuki said softly, leaning his head against Luka’s shoulder. "But I know I’m not alone. And for now, that’s enough."