Immortal Being Novels & Stories

“And…... we call any life form that can recall shifting events, Primes” There are infinite dimensions, and to allow continuity of life, it hops aboard through the dimensions. Once a life form dies in one, it resumes in an exact replica, either in a past phenomenon or present phenomenon, and life forms that can recollect these events and use them to their advantages are called Primes. Basically, all she told us was that an immortal is someone that can remember. “Then why save us from Drell” I asked? “Well, for two reasons. One, shifting in a vacuum to another dimension is impossible; you will continue waking up in it and reliving it for eternity. Two, you have seen his face and, with your hel

“The loser is the ugly one.” She invited the wrong girl. Zaya got there before she could take three steps on the stairs. “That’s unfair!” My daughter laughed while walking to her room. “Mina,” I asked her to watch over Zaya. I went to my library and sat on my favorite chair. Soon, Hella came in and sat next to me. “What was that?” “I don’t know,” “You looked bothered,” “I am, she said Zaya’s immortal. Only pure ones could have that immortality, Zaya can’t be immortal.” No matter how I said that. I couldn’t find it assuring as it should be.

"His name is Bashir, the Supreme Battle Warrior from a special outland organization. Bashir is known to be the strongest among hundreds of organizations in the outlands. On top of that, he's said to be immortal.” Adrian instantly frowned. An immortal? Immortality arts was said to be a power that had existed since ancient times, but he had never met an actual immortal before. Ever since finding the black metal below St. Elmer’s Church, he had suspected that immortals existed. He never expected to have his suspicions confirmed today. "Are you sure?"

“Have you ever seen that thing?” "Never. I’ve only heard of him in ancient legends. If he truly is there, we’re in serious trouble.” “My Lycan scouts told me that the Azazel they saw at Heaven’s Cliff still looked weak. His strength might not be fully restored yet. We have to eliminate him before he reaches his full potential!” "We can't," Joe said grimly. "The being is immortal. He cannot be killed.” "Gosh! How is that possible?" “That’s why he was locked away in the first place. Nothing can truly destroy him.”

With ritual magic, we can improve living conditions for mortals and immortals alike! You may have heard that immortals are demons, but nothing could be further from the truth. They are those God has chosen for immortality, and they carry out His wishes. Similarly, it is neither polite nor accurate to refer to mortals as “humans,” for this would imply that immortals are not human.

Johan piped up. Harlow nod at Karina, and smiled at Johan. An immortal never truly dies, unless their killer knew what to do to make sure they stay die. They would reborn again each time, but that meant their mates would have to wait until they were of age.

For all his heretical beliefs, he was flirting with his own ruin, putting himself in a situation where it could all be taken away from him, because secretly he knew it was wrong, that the balance must be restored and being immortal was nothing like he hoped it would be. Jimmy also realised what had really scared him when he looked into Isimud’s eyes. Behind the anticipation and the maliciousness, he had seen a dull and stultifying numbness. That must be the worst thing about being immortal, never having to worry about getting old or dying. Like his story, Isimud’s life lacked an ending, and that took away all of its meaning.

He liked the name 'Moriah', so he decided to wipe his real name off for ever. "You will not win against me, Hadassah," he shook his head. "I have risen again, you are nothing compared to my power. My existence was prophesied and also," he waved his hand at the dead bodies and blood. "These lives were also prophesied, they were meant to be dead," he grimaced like a beast. "There is nothing which can stop me, because I AM THE LORD OF LIFE! I am immortal and I CAN NOT BE KILLED!"

The crowd burst into an uproar. "Samuel, that's Samuel. Damn it, I'm going to crack it." "He didn’t die in the endless abyss, neither did he die in the catastrophe? Is this guy immortal?" "Yes, it's simply a miracle. I've never admired anyone in my life, but this guy is indeed worthy of my pride for him. He's awesome. He neither died in the endless abyss nor in the catastrophe!" "What does it mean that he didn’t die in the Heavenly Tribulation? It means that this guy may have already jumped over the Eight Wilds Realm and become an Individual Immortal!"

At this time, another bolt of immortal light and lightning suddenly struck down and directly killed this testee. When the news was spread, all parties were shocked. This was the first time in history that an expert who had become immortal had wiped out a latecomer. "Shameless! That's too overbearing!" "This person has become an immortal, yet he can't have latecomers successfully go through God's tests. What kind of person would do that? He's so vicious. Is he trying to crush the latecomers' chances of immortality?"