Novel & Cerita Immortal

~Vaela Morality is a punishing thing. Been there. Done that. Died young, spent nearly a century in death before arriving here. The immortal realm, where I am to live out a not so immortal existence, as I shall eventually die. The name must have sounded nice in its creation. The only true immortality belongs to the pure-bloods. Dark, twisted individuals with magic beyond their means. Magic to crush realms, to torture and abuse. Eyla’s voice echoes through my subconscious, jolting me from my vacant thoughts.

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!"

"There are witches, and vampires, and succubi—" I gasp. "Succubi?" "Yeah. You know—women who seduce men. There's also the other way around. Men who can make any woman fall for them. Some people are actually immune to those powers, though." She studies me for a second. "Rare people." "Oh." I shake my head, trying to clear it. "What else?" "Lots more." "That's a lot to take in," I whisper. Alice pats my back, but doesn't say anything.

"I mean, people have their beliefs, of course. Maybe it's heaven and hell or reincarnation. Some believe your soul is set free and you're at peace, others believe you're on some other side, maybe some sort of ghost. Maybe there's nothing at all, and when you die, you're just left to eternal nothingness... Those are the theories, but no one actually knows. For all we know, we could get to choose, and those are all the options." "Get to the point, Livi," Emilia sets her sister back on track, an amused huff at the girls' rambles. "The point is, an immortal will never know." Liviana says. "They're blessed- or... cursed with eternal life. And life and death aren't

“You took his immortality.” Forever had an expiry date.

“You’re still running your mouth even as your body is about to break? I can tell from this angle it won't be long before you die. Tell me, Drogo… you miss being immortal, don’t you?” My jaw ticks. “If you were still immortal, that poison would have no effect on you,” he says. “You’re wrong," I counter. "I don’t miss being immortal. Not with the price that came with it.” My breathing steadies after healing enough. “Those periods of time were replays of what your father did to me. They broke me every day until the goddess sent me mercy.” “I heard you cursed the moon goddess every night. And now you

"Once we drain them completely, we’ll have what we need. The holy water—immortality.” The weight of her words settles in my chest, and for the first time, I feel an odd sense of awe. To be immortal, untouchable, stronger than anything on this earth... it’s beyond anything I ever dreamed. “You’ll never age,” Marlow continues. “You’ll never be harmed. Your strength will surpass all, and you’ll remain youthful forever. You’ll be our weapon—our legacy. We’ll be unstoppable.” And I, Eleanor, will be the force that ushers in a new era for humanity.

He says, tears filling his eyes, but Enya chuckle. "Oh my love, there is so much to learn, you are stuck with me forever, unless one of us is killed, we won't say goodbye at all." She says and he look at her confused. "What do you mean?" He ask and she give him a soft kiss. "Phoenix are not that many and due to the times being different inter specie mating was prohibited, so immortality was rare outside of us. But as soon as I mark you, you will become immortal, aswell as our children, you, my love, will be the first immortal dragon to ever live" She says and Folkor's eyes light up

Gertrude asked with a fake smile. I pulled out the sword from my abdomen and wrapped the injury with a piece of cloth. We left the scene and headed for the palace. . “But how did you know that he wasn’t dead?” Luke curiously asked. “When fighting Gertrude, I noticed that his wounds heal faster and that’s why he was called immortal, but he isn’t. All immortals grow old and die but he’s the only immortal that doesn’t grow old, which means that he generated this immortality spell differently. I knew he couldn’t be killed so I took the trouble of carrying him along. He

In just an instant, all life within the sea was extinguished. The Ancestora had attained the power of a true immortal upon escaping his confinement, despite only ascending just moments ago. True immortals, beings of pure solar energy that were born from the void, could peer into the river of time and use the rules of heaven and earth to fortify themselves. Even a mere drop of their blood could remain undestroyed for epochs. Their slightest emotions could cause the heavens and earth to shift hues and induce a myriad of visions.