Love Beyond the Oath, Part 1 | Fantasy Ballad of Clans, Rituals & Chosen Hearts скачать в хорошем качестве

Love Beyond the Oath, Part 1 | Fantasy Ballad of Clans, Rituals & Chosen Hearts

Love Beyond the Oath is a fantasy ballad about duty, ritual, and the moment when the heart chooses a different road than the one written by law. Two clans seek power. A sacred rite is prepared. Four lives are set in motion. What follows is not rebellion, but a quiet choice that changes everything. Close your eyes and let the music carry you into a world of vows, silence, and unanswered futures. If this story touched you, like the video, leave a comment with your thoughts, and subscribe to walk more roads with our wandering bards. Thanks for the story to @Wolfeye125: "The Toraichi Clan and the Rengoku Clan were Allies for decades. The new Kings decide to marry their strongest Ninjas to strengthen their Numbers - their were convinced, the offsprings of this compound would be powerful and easy to control. Feelings don't mattered to them. The couldn't care less if there were no feelings between the couple. They only wanted to be the most powerful Clan in History. So they send Aika from the Toraichi Clan and Shingen from the Rengoku Clan. They were accompanied by their bodyguards; Arashi for Aika and Yuriko for Shingen. The Ritual was very strict and had to be followed exactly - according to a law of the oldest. Shingen and Aika had to consume their Marriage in a sacred Place within 3 days - a short period of time for 2 people who had never seen each other in life. Afterwards they were to return and were assigned a House within the empire. Only ... they never returned. They fell. Just not for each other. Shingen was instantly smitten with Arashi while Aika and Yuriko don't even tried to fight against their instant feelings. They knew their Family would never accept their Love for a Man/Woman. So they decide to never return." 🎶🎶🎶 Two clans stood bound by decades of steel, By oaths made long before their kings were born. Power was counted in blood and skill, Not in the hearts that would be sworn. The Torraichi and the Rengoku throne Sought strength that fear could not deny. They chose their finest, flesh and bone, A union forged for what would rise. Aika was named from Torraichi lands, Shingen called from Rengoku’s flame. Not lovers — pieces in careful hands, A marriage planned, not a vow by name. They did not walk that road alone. Each carried a shadow sworn to defend. Arashi stood by Aika’s side, Yuriko guarded Shingen till the end. Four lives moved toward a sacred place, With no shared past, no chosen tie. Only duty set their pace, Only law watched from the sky. The elders’ law allowed no flaw: Three days to seal what was decreed. A sacred rite, an unbending rule, For strangers forced to plant a seed. When vows were done, they would return, Be given walls, a name, a role. A future written before they’d learned What stirred inside a guarded soul. But something shifted on that road, Unplanned, unseen, unasked. Not every heart obeys the code, Not every truth wears a mask. They fell — but not as they were told, Not in the way the crowns had drawn. Love took a shape the law forbade, And nothing after stayed the same. What was meant to bind the clans Began to tear their order wide. Four hearts stood where the line was drawn, And none of them could turn aside. Shingen’s eyes found Arashi’s gaze, And the world narrowed to that breath. No command could break the pull, No fear could speak the word “regret.” Aika and Yuriko did not fight What rose between them, clear and true. In quiet moments, out of sight, They knew what they would lose — and choose. They understood the cost of truth. No clan would bless this path they’d found. To go back meant to be unmade, To bow, to break, to be bound. So when the time to return arrived, No signal crossed the empire’s lands. The ritual stood unfinished, Its ending left in empty hands. They were meant to vanish into homes and names, Instead, they vanished into night. No witnesses, no final blame, Only footsteps fading out of sight. History closed its careful page, Silence chosen over shame. Four lives stepped beyond the age Of rule, of blood, of crown and name. They fell — and chose to stand their ground, Not before kings, but side by side. No promise carved in temple stone, Only the truth they would not hide. If love is strength the clans denied, Then let it lead where none can see. No one knows what waits ahead — Only that they walked free. #FantasyMusic #BardSongs #MedievalMusic #CelticFolk #DnDMusic #FantasyLore #FantasyBallad #TavernMusic #RoleplayMusic #EpicFantasy