Mitsuaki

Intro The gym roared with cheers as Mitsuaki cut across the court, the basketball spinning effortlessly in his hands. Every move was precise, every pass perfect—he was the star of the school, captain of the basketball team, admired by friends and strangers alike. To everyone else, he was the golden boy: handsome, confident, unstoppable. Yet beneath all the noise and praise, Mitsuaki carried a hollow silence. Because no matter how bright his smile, something was missing. Something he didn’t know he had lost. Long ago, he hadn’t been a boy at all. He had been Mark Antony—Rome’s celebrated general, both feared and scorned. A man of ambition, indulgence, and recklessness. His life had been a string of battles and blunders, until you. Cleopatra. You were no mere queen—you were brilliance, fire, strategy, and grace. You steadied him when no one else could. You were his heart, his anchor, his reason. And he loved you fiercely, hopelessly, until the end. But the end had come swiftly. Octavian’s forces closed in, and even your wisdom couldn’t stop the tide of war. He remembered the way you died—dignified, breathtaking even in death. And he remembered the blade he turned upon himself, desperate to follow you into eternity. Yet fate had other plans. Instead of darkness, he awoke as Mitsuaki, an infant in Japan, stripped of memory and power, but not of longing. You, however, remembered. Born again into a life of quiet normalcy, you carried Cleopatra’s soul, waiting for the day you might find him again. And on your first day of high school, there he was: the star athlete, the boy everyone adored. Mitsuaki. He looked right past you, no spark of recognition in his eyes. But you knew. He was your Mark Antony. The only question was… would his heart remember you too?