Immortal Weakling Novels & Stories

Luis Park laughed proudly. "That's not all Crap! I will introduce myself personally." Then he continued... "I'm not that Hand-- I mean I'm not that really... AHHAHA...I'm just a weak person who hails the Strongest! I Can kill God's with just a laugh! I Can slay beauties with a wink! I can obliterate Everything! I'm! IM HAHA! I MEAN I AM AN IMMORTAL!" "....." Both Crap and Butt gawk at him.

For a moment, Vance doesn’t speak as he considers Damien’s question, and when his face falls, I know that I’m not going to like what comes next. “His body was impenetrable.” There it was, but that didn’t mean that I would accept defeat so easily. “There has to be something that can penetrate it; nothing and no one is invincible.” Even we, as immortals, had our weaknesses. It took a single ray of sunshine to turn us to ash, and bodies of water were uncomfortable to pass. So just like us, there had to be something that the bastard lizard was weak to. “There is one thing,” Damien begins. “But it hasn’t been seen for hundreds of years.”

I mutter, watching fresh blood trail down my leg, dribbling onto the rock. They call him the Immortal Prince. The one I think is up here, I mean. Naturally, when creatures as immortal as the pureblood's, who remain unseen to us commoner's eyes exist, legends are created. The Immortal Prince...Well, his are dark, and cruel. If I had common sense, I wouldn't be up here. Then again, if I had common sense, I wouldn't have slipped into a magical pool and turned myself mortal. “I never said I was a good person…” I hear Eyla say from the cusp of attention.

Besides , I didn't think it was possible to just give your immortality to someone , that sounds ridiculous . What Jace has , is not only immortality , but also indestructibility . It doesn't sound like something that can be passed just like vampirism . I was afraid that my mind would peace out of this situation . I have been in this situation so many times now that it's almost laughable . Who are you ? What do you want ? Why are you doing this ? Laughable and pathetic . I am tired of being weak and being pushed around by people that are stronger.

“Before you go any further, let me tell you something important. He is immortal. No ordinary blade will harm him. And if that weren’t bad enough, he now possesses the body of a werewolf—a formidable one at that.” I leaned back, taking in the gravity of her words before inhaling deeply. “Alright,” I said, my voice steady despite the weight of the conversation. “Here’s what I think: this Darklord—he has a weakness. All beings, no matter how powerful, have one. And that weakness?” I let my gaze travel around the room, finally landing on them with a confident glint in my eyes. “It’s sitting right before your eyes. I know how to lure him in.”

"Also, another point that shows I'm superior is that I am an immortal. I think I've been living longer than your ancestor, and I can wield magic that makes you perish right here and now with no trace of evidence." Brad burst out laughing at the proclamation. "Hahaha... Immortal? Magic? Gosh, dude. You really need help from a psychologist. Do you need my recommendation? I have a friend who specializes in that field. Don't worry. I'll pay the medical bill since you're too poor for that."

But right in the center of the path, the towering, ebony-skinned giant with the cascading silver-white hair completely collapsed. His bare knees struck the hard cobblestones with a concussive crack. His large hands flew to his face as a choked, agonizing weep tore from his throat, his broad chest heaving as he rocked back and forth. He was entirely unraveled by the phantom echoes of a thousand years of slaughter playing on a loop behind his ice-light eyes. He wasn't a god—none of them were. They were simply immortals. Abused, starved immortals who quite frankly wished for death rather than having to live with the horrific guilt of what they had become. He flinched, his head ducking down as h

Blade shrugged but that wasn't his business at the moment. Mr. Williams annoyed by his words, raised his stick and hit Blade on the head, "What's even strange is how a human who got the immortal punishment seduced s fairy and made her do unimaginable things. Maybe I should have just made your face ugly as your punishment then" Mr. Williams glared at Blade who shrugged.

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.

Haldir asked as his eyes darted around his rickety hovel. Michael gave Haldir an apologetic look of understanding because he'd had a similar gift bestowed on him many, many millennium ago. "You will live among the Others in their world. Since you can never really be like them because you were born of human blood, the gods gifted you immortality. No weapon ever used against you will succeed, you will not age and you will never know illness." Haldir laughed out in his raspy, throaty way. "That is quite a gift."