His Plumpy Mate
he stopped then continued,
“And each time they reincarnate, they always had the same face. Silver hair, silver eyes, one with flaming hands, one with mysterious powers no one understood.”
“Of course that didn't prove much. But then I learned that the older twin was punished separately, thrown somewhere by her mother before being sent to join her twin in the mortal realm. Surprisingly it all matched, the time frame between when your twin first showed up, always following you. Protecting you, no matter what creature you had both emerged at. But then something always puzzled me”
“what?” I asked.
“You both always end up dead. Each time, without fail, on your 25th birthday, you both die, heart ri