How To Age Regress Novels & Stories

The image of the man—a few inches shorter than Juke and Jazz but just as broad and attractive, with features too young for a father of grown sons—was burned into his memory. "It's in our genetics. After the age of twenty-five our molecular structure slows down. We then age one year for every ten of your years. That's why my father looks twenty-nine, when he is in fact fifty-two." Juke's matter-of-fact tone couldn't hide the pride in his heritage. "Wowser, will that happen to me too?" Dale couldn't keep the excitement from his voice.

Because this was only the beginning. “It’s like being frozen in time,” my mother said, wonder in her voice. Margaret glanced at Alexei, their eyes meeting in that quiet way people do when they’re about to share something carefully chosen. Then she smiled at my mother. “Not really,” she said gently. “For me, and for Adrian, it’s more like aging in slow motion. Think of us as… superhuman. We live, breathe, eat, laugh, just like you. But we’re stronger, and our cells regenerate faster. That’s what slows the aging to almost nothing.”

“Not only has it been three years, but you shouldn’t be more than six years old. How old are you, anyway?” “In years, I’m six,” Jeffrey said with a sigh. “In growth, I’m around forty, I think. It’s hard to say. They shot me full of some type of hormone that made me grow and age and then they shot me with something else to slow down the dying process. I haven’t made a clone in over a year and I got too feeble to breed a few months ago. That’s when they stopped giving me the shots. Now, I’m fading. I can feel it. I doubt that I’ll live much longer.” “Your mother was only twenty-four when they took her.” Rex said, thoughtfully.

We had to keep an eye on her vitals, pumping her body with medicine, and repeating the soundtrack, while making sure we aren't listening, we don't need to be acting like children again, we've been there and had a wonderful time, but it's our time to be adults and help her through. James was also on standby in case anything happened, we had to take turns in checking on her, for the first week or so, she's going to need to stay under until everything in her heals. It's going to be some real slow, and tiring time, we can't be having sex every night, someone needs to stay awake with her while the others got some rest. I had a book on me, it's one suggested by master James, it goes into details a

Currently, he was a level 25 magician or having a 25% breakthrough on his limiter. Not only the magician becomes stronger whenever they breakthrough. Their lifespan also would increase. And their aging becomes slower. There were even some rumors that a magician who leveled up beyond level 50 would be having a reverse aging. Where their visage would start to look younger and younger, the change in appearance would stop when you achieve your prime appearances. Mostly at the age when you're at 18 - 30 years old. But this was just an unproven rumor since no one had been reported yet that there was someone who achieved such a level of above 50.

Melisa said as she sat on the bed. “Hey, that’s right. Were you listening to our conversation? And it was not ten years ago; it was last night.” Terrie refutted Melisa. With a tear, Melisa looked at the young woman before her as she put on her top over her bra. “I’m Melisa, Terrie. It’s been ten years since we had that conversation. The year is 2021, and you’ve had an accident that regressed you back to your teenage years.” Sister Melisa said, looking at the confused and suspicious Terrie.

“So why is he pretending to be older if you are?” “Because after his eighteenth birthday, when he takes on those characteristics of an eighteen-year-old, he can either turn his aging off, keep it the same, slow it down, or speed it up.” “So, he can just stay eighteen forever.” “Pretty much, but with vampires, we age super slow and can’t control our aging until we’re physically twenty-one.” I nodded. “Makes sense.” I took a deep breath. “So, how old is Mason technically?” He raised an eyebrow and smirked. “I’m not telling you.”

I tried to see myself from the rearview mirror and boy did I look young. “I feel like I've aged backward,” I tell her, touching my face which is now so soft and tender. “Yeah. This is what happens when a new person is awakening. It's like being born again, everything moves backward. You age backwards, you look young and trust me when I say you look better for your mother had it worst” at the mention of my mother I suddenly got interested. “How did she make it worse? What can be worse than aging backward and looking like a 17-year-old?” I asked , trying not to laugh, but the situation was scary and dramatic all at the same time. Grace chuckles.

Freaky as fuck right? "My son, we were just formed from a ball of light to be fully fledged adults. We started of as babies and worked our way up, learning as we went. We stop aging when we are mature enough to handle our duties so around the age of twenty-five to thirty-five." Mom clarified, "You too will stop aging. Your father was unlucky, he already began sprouting salt and pepper hair before he could stop." "Ciana," my father playfully warned, "I'm going down to the shop right now to buy a box of dye. Let's see how you taunt me about my salt and pepper hair then."

"And with the bloodline maintenance connection fully active and conscious, the descendant standing on the seal point regularly and acknowledging the connection, the degradation can be reversed over time." "How much time," Kael asked. "Years. Not months. The reversal is real but it is not fast. The degradation took forty years to accumulate. It will not undo in a season. But the trajectory changes immediately when the water is restored and the connection is active." "And to redirect the water back," Cael said slowly, "someone has to dismantle the irrigation system the settlement has been using for forty years. The system that feeds their crops. The system their whole agricultural practice has