Immortality Drama Novels & Stories

When Ethan was done with his task, he moved out of the way, and the people in the basement could finally get a look at the man tied to the chair. Most of the people there did not have an impression of the man, but Mr. Montgomery’s whole body shook, he was shocked to see this face again, he was absolutely certain that this man was dead. He pointed at the man with trembling index finger and said “i-it’s you” the man tied to the chair smiled and looked at Mr. Montgomery with a terrifying expression and said “not expecting me to be alive huh!?” Mr. Montgomery was visibly shaken right now, he muttered “impossible, I saw you die with my own eyes” the man guffawed and said “old news, my kind will n

Especially when her pride was still stinging after being knocked out by this witch at the Royal Ball. “It seems like she is young. From the looks of the time she's taking to heal, the healer doubts that maybe she might haven’t frozen in her immortality yet.” At Mercy's answer, Vladimir rolled his eyes in disbelief. Immortals were extremely vulnerable before they froze into their immortality because they can be killed by fatal injuries in their early years. Most immortals froze into their immortality in their early or late twenties. Esmeray can’t be that young. She spoke and fought with such fearlessness and confidence that only came with age.

It was much sadder than mine. Somehow, that broke me. He wanted to die more than I needed him dead. Something about that just undid something in me. “Then why don’t you?” I asked. “This is a matter of will, Edric. You aren’t trying hard enough.” It sounded stupid, and I very well knew that…and I knew he wasn’t doing this on purpose. But who else could I blame? “I was cursed, Diana.” “Yeah, no shit,” I shook my head. “You’re cursed with immortality. Isn’t that crazy? Something I know a lot of people would consider a blessing.” I laughed sarcastically and finally raised my head to look at him.

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

Immortality is the one thing that everyone seeks as the fear of death is man’s greatest weakness. Rarely has man conquered this fear and this is why the prospect of immortality was so exciting to humanity. But immortality was its prison because, without the fear of death, life served no purpose. The suffocating feeling of loneliness after centuries of living. Watching people you love die, loving new people, and watching them die as well. Those who don’t have immortality crave it and those who do have it, resent it.

There's no immortality for the non-blessed humans, and the same is applied to the blessed. Then how did king Ma'la get immortality and become a God himself? 'Immortality,' in the sense that a person who is long-lived but his physical body has actually vanished long ago, and only his name and actions remain in people's memories (this is the only definition ardians have). While king Ma'la was searching for that person who has crossed his limits to tease Ard's king, he decided to do nothing but wait, so whoever is it, it will try the same thing again on him and when it'll come to him, he will definitely catch that thing.

I nodded and asked, still feeling pretty shaken up, “I want to know how you are an immortal and could still have this reaction to the poison.” “Cynthia the term immortality is not about not ever dying anymore. It just means we are able to live much more longer than a mortal. I am also vulnerable but not as much as a mortal. Whoever did this, he must have used a stronger version, enough strong to make me unconscious.” I nodded before remembering how his beast was trying to come out, “Your beast was coming out.” At this his eyes honed on my injury which his paw gave me, he recognized it instantly, he groaned and a tear escaped his eye, “I did this to you?”

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.

I'm not interested in that but I just asked. Grandfather shook his head. "The king does not age even in the mortal world he will live forever. But we who became immortal because of his blood cannot do that." He answered me. I blinked. Does that mean I will get old when I return to the Philippines? Probably, I was immortal, but that was because of Elijah's blood. I was turned into a human after rebirth but I reversed back again into being an immortal. "Grandpa, do you know that I have returned to immortality?" I asked him again. I don't know if he knows or not.

I grabbed him pulling him toward me. "No you can't do this to me," I sobbed as his lifeless eyes looked up at me. I rested my head on his chest overcome by my sorrow. I hadn't realized how much I had grown to care for him. Zavier cheered a sadistic cheer, a joyful celebration to him. I watched as a glowing light entered my body and I knew Van had done what he said, given me immortality but it was a cursed immortal life without him. I felt rage pounding inside me as I stood facing Zavier. "You killed him!"