Immortal Being Novels & Stories

Izfar "Phew..." Izfar sighed. He closed the world's history book that he's been reading since a few days ago and caned his chin on the windowsill. He crossed his legs. "How romantic..." He was talking about the tale of the child of the night and how they met all their Sol before they died. Some were lucky enough to live their whole life with their Sol, but most of the child of the night never gotten to live with their Sol because even though the Sol became immortal after the oath of faith and loyalty, the Sol still have a shorter lifespan from the child of the night, so they always die earlier than them.

He sighed, “It technically isn’t like yours. You have perfect memory forever, but these people have perfect memory only in that lifetime. I don’t usually give this gift to people forever because it can be tough on some people. Being immortal isn’t all that it’s cracked up to be. People can go a little crazy after experiencing multiple lifetimes with this ability. It’s mainly because of how they choose to use the gift. Unlike you, they want to use it for self-gain. I’ve seen many that used the gift to cheat their way through life. I was proud to know that you used this gift to change the world for the good and not for the bad. I also believed that you would use your best judgement to use the

Their kings and queens are the most powerful immortals in all of Wysteria. They are called immortals because they do not die and do not age like normal people. They can be killed at will and murdered. There is no old man to be found in Wysteria. Most of the citizens of each kingdom also live richly, but there are places in each kingdom where simple citizens live, and simple life is enough for them.

I didn’t know how to explain it, so I just said, “He is a murderer.” “Well, he is the Immortal King. What did you expect?” Lena now said and I looked at her confused like she thought it was normal for someone to kill someone else. “I think what Lena is trying to say is, that the immortals are known for their brutality and force. I know you haven’t been raised to know their ways and I think you need to see it from an immortal’s point of view as normal.” Aunt Beverly said but she had no clue what I witnessed before my eyes or the fact of what happened because of his actions.

Becoming a dimension guardian would not grant one immortality! Becoming a dimension guardian was nothing more than a lie the twelve Immortals of the universe had fabricated. These people would foolishly live the rest of their lives out in a lie, whereas becoming an evil god would make you immortal. Surely no one could resist something like that! Unfortunately, none of the puppets of the evil gods were willing to help the Dark Lord. Even Bahamut, the weakest out of the evil gods, would rather give up ever setting foot on Earth again than work with the Dark Lord.

“It must be her. There is no one else.” Even if I am the target of her vengeance. I closed my eyes, remembering the rage in her eyes after I dragged her from Casimir’s quarters, the fire that consumed my wing, her utter indifference to my injuries. She knew. She had pieced together my immortality and traced it back to the witch purge three centuries ago. “By the time she is strong enough to perform the ritual, she won’t just break the curse, she’ll have your blood spilled across the walls of this manor,” Andreus hissed, his eyes blazing. “I will not stand by and watch it happen again!”

"No.. I mean master... I'm just happy to see your God gave you, I mean immortals." "Nice!" He complimented Butt. "We will unbox this heaven-sent box! Don't you know Gods differed from Immortals?" He asked. "Immortals?" Butt is sure curious. "Yes! That God of mine is an Immortal!" "Ah..." (Author: Poor Butt you're fucking SCAMMED by this idiot.) "Now.... we will unbox The Immortal Artifact!" He called. 'I hope this is the heavenly sword artefact in the legend! Please....please give me a fucking sword.'

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!"

He shares a lot, and he was surely having fun in the palace. “Can you turn someone into a newborn too, Queen?” I was moved by his question. “I can but it would be very dangerous for me. Why did you ask?” “I want to turn into like you, to become immortal,” “And why do you want to become immortal?” “So, I could live in the world forever, my mother will never be sad again because I will not die.” Did they lose a family? “Being immortal doesn’t mean you’ll never die, Cyd. We just don’t age making it possible for us to live longer or even forever but we can be killed.” He thought it was great to be able to live long.

with that I punched him hard on his chest with all of my energy and power that he bumped on the tree some few meters away. "You love darkness. You are dark and so are your thoughts and intentions. No wonder you would turn into something horrible. I should have killed you. I should have closed your chapter long ago. I could have been able to save so many lives if I had been able to do something to you, including that of Margaret. You used all of them for all of your selfish needs and then threw them as the trashes around. I could have saved Royal queen mother, Briada, and even Ezio if I had killed you on time," I strode slowly towards him. "You don't deserve to be immortal. Why do you even fo