Becoming Immortal Novels & Stories

I'm actually tired of explaining. "I'm not here to explain it to you. I'm here to know what will be your answer? You accept it, then it's a deal. If you refuse to do it then live forever and be immortal. You can't die, just live your lonely life with a different body and identity." A while ago he was talking about Guardian of Soul and now being immortal? That was insane!

Sienna asked, though she already knew. “Immortality,” Lunaris said, and the word tasted like perfectly cold water after a long march. “Not as a tale told by frightened men who dislike endings. A condition. A craft. You will not age. You will not tire. Your breath will be a nation’s weather. Your body will be a gate. You will outlast their betrayals and their praise. You will stand where a dozen queens would fall, and when you turn your hand, an era will tilt.” Sienna did not blink. “And the cost.”

“I guess it is to be expected. Every one eventually comes to fear death.” “Impossible! I am Immortal!” Berlak declared, eyes glowing with rebellion. “I am a god. I cannot die. This is but a vessel. A pathetic and weak vessel. You may end it now but I will come back in the next and I will hunt you down. I swear it by Grivit. I will find you and I will kill you. I will bring to you the fear of death…” now he was rambling, spittle and blood spilling with each word… “and when I’m done with you every one will understand my power. I am a god and you are nothing but a puny mor—”

“If you remember…We didn’t end up happily last time, did we?” I pursed. “You have to understand,” he smirked as his fingers climbed up along my arm, passing my shoulder and resting on my neck. Then he gently stroked and brushed my skin, like a butcher grinding his knife in preparation for the kill. “There’s one thing I can do to make you belong to me. Do you know?” His words made me freeze. I gulped and shook my head. “You are clever, Valerie, very clever,” He inhaled deeply and whispered near my ear, But you seemed to forget one thing. If I want, I can turn you into an ‘immortal’. Just like me.”

"I would never skip memorizing, no matter which immortal sect it was, as long as it was the righteous path to immortality, I remembered them all." The bride saw them studying the statue, and suddenly her eyes darkened—she looked a bit unhappy. But soon, she smiled again: "Maybe you guys are too young and haven't heard of this immortal. He was summoned by the heavens to become an immortal, really skilled in magic. It's kind of a legend." "Oh?" Amelia seemed interested. "There's that kind of unofficial story? Becoming immortal by imperial decree is pretty awesome, but I wonder which sect this great immortal master came from?"

That brings about I know many things other people don’t. He gives me that crooked smile that would once make my poor heart throb. Now I think the withered organ isn't even beating. — You offered her a second chance, she accepted it, had to die burned and turned to ashes, her molecules came back together and then what? She became a psychotic killer and entertained herself by mutilating people? I see him purse his lips and lower his head in shame. —There is something I must confess. There is a period in the life of an immortal that can only be described with a word: Emptiness.

She turned back to the console, her voice taking on a terrifying, rhythmic cadence. “In three hundred years, the war for resources destroys the planet. Werewolves, the most apex predators, starved first. Our biology requires high energy. To survive, we had to evolve. We merged flesh with tech. We transcended the physical form. But in doing so… we lost something.” She looked at Kai, then back at me. “We lost the spark. The soul. The Essence.” She tapped her chest. “We became immortal, but we became hollow. We started fading. Simply… ceasing to exist. A temporal paradox. We realized that to save our future, we had to return to the source.”

Shing- A pink halo formed around Shirley’s body. It was filled with faint talismans. Those were the signs of a successful Immortalization, the Immortal Wheel of Life. With this, Shirley finally snapped back to reality, accepting that she had succeeded in Immortalization, becoming the first Immortal within the new generation of America. “I… really am Immortal now! “I actually succeeded!” She looked at Alex, seemingly excited. Alex nodded, grabbing the broken helmet and clothes. He then shook his head pitifully and said, “Too bad about these two though. They’re actually pretty good tools.”

I asked her, looking confused. “To fulfill the agreement that was once made between the two families.” My Aunt Beverly said to me, and I turned to look at Cash who lowered his head not able to look at me and I was confused what would have a brut of a man, to lower his head to me like that. Looking back at my aunt I ask, “What agreement are you talking about?” “Tomorrow you will officially become the Queen of the immortals. You will take your place beside the King like you were meant to.” My aunt said to me, and I felt my heart sink and I found it hard to breathe as I tried to take deep breaths.

Shock couldn’t even begin to describe what I was feeling. My mind raced and I felt like I was just looping around in my head. All my thoughts were jumbled. Putting together everything that they were doing to me, it didn’t make any sense. They healed me, made me stronger, continued to experiment on me but it had done nothing but really build me up. “Why…why would you even bother doing that to me?” Hector seemed to have the same swirling confusion. “Honestly, immortality is lonely. It was a gamble, sure, but now you two have each other for forever. Aren’t I nice? You call me a monster but here I am, saving your love life and an impending doom of the death of your mate.”