Daily Life Of A Immortal King Novels & Stories

Zadkiel was an archangel and her boss; he oversaw her work and that of 25 other reapers that worked in his province. Lisa had been a reaper for 7 years; she had no memory of her life before she had woken up in the sanctuary with a thousand other reapers. Physically she appeared to be around 23 years old and she looked human except for the wings protruding out of her back. She could have been human once, or maybe she had been created fully grown, or maybe she had been hatched, she didn’t know and she didn’t really care. Her job completed her; she loved being a reaper so she never dwelt on questions she could never find answers to.

I don’t know how to keep myself alive, so I don’t expect him to take on that onus. “All I know is I can’t get this infected, and I can’t get too cold,” I note mindlessly, amazed at how quickly he dresses my wound. If he doesn’t know about mortals, how is he so good at this? “Oh, and I should probably eat…At some point.” He looks up. “I like to eat.” He likes to, but he doesn’t need to. I miss that already about being immortal. Now I’m going to eat three times a day to survive, which makes me more of a burden on him.

"I know I sound crazy but I know what I'm saying." The corner of Rian's lips tugged upwards as he kept his eyes on me. "I can't say that I can relate to what you're saying but you don't sound crazy, princess. I see your point and I am not really surprised that you've been feeling that way. Heavy is the head that wears the crown after all," he said. "I might not be able to relate to what you're saying because, well, I'm an immortal. There's always a do over for me. So yeah, if I feel like I'm not happy with the way I'm living, I have eternity to change it."

I asked in a subtle manner. “Well it wasn't always like this, it used to be only the rulers who were immortal that were alive ruling the dead,” he explained. “Ares's dad.” Rissa said. “Yes, but when Ares took over, he decided to change things a little. Now people who are till alive can come visit their lost loved ones but they only have 24 hours. The only way to stay longer is by being accepted into the kingdom.” He explained. “Like us.” Nico added. “Yes, you guys are part of the kingdom now and can stay as long as you want.”

Pylaeus replied, "For the Princess of a Realm, who has experienced immortality for a small part of her life, I am sure it seems great. To be able to live forever, without any maladies, to have everything you can wish forever. Yes, it feels great. Until you actually have to do it. You have to do it forever, by the time you are born, you are there. You are not going anywhere. You have to wake up every morning as long as the earth exist, and you have to go sleep every night. You have to eat every day, thrice a day. You can eat as less as you want, but after a while, you will have eaten everything you like to eat enough times. For an immortal being, having enough of something is not an option. Y

I asked him back who stared at me for a moment before he continued to whisk something. “I have life longer from ordinary people, so yes, I can cook like a chef” His answer caught my attention and made me want to ask what I had read in the book that he, the king, was immortal, many said that in times of war he had been torn, bitten, shot but nothing could kill him. “I’ve read something about you, you know” I start and he hums without turning his body to tell me that he hears me “That… That you’re immortal?”

Morgana and I stood out with her dark hair and my dark skin, but I think I like it, we weren’t one of them anyway. The king had pure white hair, and his eyes were a light green. He was a little taller than I was and was seated upon his throne emotionlessly. It was rumoured that he had been king for over one thousand and eight hundred years. How did he do it? Did they never tire of life? Was immortality a gift or a curse? ‘A gift! Imagine being immortal and fucking mate every day forever.’ Thanatos said. My chest squeezed at that, the reminder that she won’t live forever…

Since he was the almighty king. ''So you were living for three hundred years right?'' Cassius asked, both of them have many questions running through their minds, they didn't expect that they would meet someone like me. ''How is it like for living for that long? What about your brothers? Where they are?'' Magnus asked I gasped as they have lots of questions. I'm so sleepy too so I wanted a peaceful surrounding. ''This time will be my last response, being immortal is fun but it's kinda boring when you faced lots of problems, never-ending problems that wanted me to just die like a human, that they will have the peace after some trials they overcome,'' I said and sighed.

“I’m from a kingdom called Scarlett Thunder.” “I’ve never heard of it.” “You wouldn’t have. They don’t know this place–the Allied Kingdoms–exists. We’re cut off by a mountain range and a sea, and a few thousand miles of plains and rivers after that.” She rocks back on her heels, her hair falling over her shoulder as she inspects me like a research specimen. “You’re immortal, right?” “I can die. I’m dying right now, just slowly. Immortal to me just means a few centuries of life if I’m careful not to get killed or starve–”

He added. "Immortal!" The king burst into laughter. " I am certain you definitely kidding. She can't be immortal because no human had been immortal. She won't even want to be one. Every Chosen with different endowments and specialty in various ways in correlation to their task and what they are destined for." The King said.