Through Time and Love: The Tale of Liel and Allen

The sky was a canvas of twilight hues, casting an ethereal glow over the cobblestone streets of Paris. Liel, a man with a heart as vast as the cosmos, stepped out of the time portal, his breath fogging the cold air. His eyes scanned the bustling street, searching for Allen, the man who had captured his heart centuries ago.

The year was 1932, a time when the echoes of World War I still lingered, and the promise of the roaring twenties had faded into a distant memory. Liel's mission was clear: to find Allen and save him from the fate that had been set in stone. Yet, as he navigated the streets of Paris, a sense of dread gnawed at his soul. He had been through this before, only to lose Allen in the labyrinth of time.

Allen, a charming and enigmatic artist, had been Liel's first love. Their bond transcended the boundaries of time, a connection so profound that it seemed almost supernatural. But fate, as cruel as it was, had torn them apart, leaving Liel to wander the corridors of time alone.

Liel had been a time traveler since he was a child, a gift that had come with a heavy price. He could travel to any time, but he could never stay in one place for too long. Each journey left him more fractured, more alone. Yet, the love he felt for Allen had become his driving force, his raison d'être.

As Liel moved through the throngs of people, his gaze caught the silhouette of a man standing by a café. He approached cautiously, his heart pounding in his chest. "Allen?" he whispered.

The man turned, his eyes widening in recognition. "Liel? How is this possible? I thought you were gone."

Liel's smile was a bittersweet thing. "I couldn't let you go. I had to find you, to make sure you were safe."

Allen's hands closed around Liel's, a gesture of comfort and reassurance. "I was beginning to think I was imagining you."

Their reunion was bittersweet, a testament to the power of love that could overcome even the mightiest of obstacles. But as they stood there, in the heart of Paris, they knew that their time was limited. The clock was ticking, and the fabric of time was fraying at the edges.

Liel pulled Allen to the side, away from the prying eyes of the world. "We need to leave," he said urgently. "I have to take you back to your own time."

Allen nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. "Where will we go?"

"To a place where we can be together, without fear of being torn apart by time."

As they made their way to the time portal, Liel felt a wave of sorrow wash over him. He knew that this was not the end, but merely the beginning of a new chapter in their lives. They had to face the challenges ahead, to navigate the treacherous waters of love and loss.

When they reached the portal, Allen hesitated. "Are you sure this is what we should do?"

Liel took his hand, his voice filled with determination. "We have to. Love is worth any risk, any sacrifice."

With a final look at each other, they stepped through the portal, their love as their guiding light. The world outside was a blur, a mere memory as they traveled through time to a place where they could finally be together.

The journey was long and arduous, fraught with danger and uncertainty. But through it all, their love remained steadfast, an unbreakable bond that defied the laws of time and space.

When they finally arrived at their destination, Liel and Allen stood hand in hand, looking out over the vast expanse of the future. They had faced the darkness and emerged victorious, their love shining brighter than ever.

But as they stood there, basking in the warmth of their newfound happiness, they knew that their journey was far from over. There were still many challenges to face, many risks to take. But with each other by their side, they were ready to conquer the world.

For in the end, it was not the destination that mattered, but the journey itself. And in that journey, Liel and Allen had found a love that was truly timeless.