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Her silver dagger catches the candlelights as she twirls it lazily between her fingers, her eyes raking all over my chained body. In those sinful eyes, I can see the raw hunger in them and even though I know I shouldn't want more, I can't resist her. My name is Frederick but people call me Rick. Right now, I don't even think my name matters anymore because my entire world has been flipped upside down. I am in vampire territory. The vampire kingdom of Nyxris. And I just got fucked by the queen’s sister. A crazy ass bitch who is making me question my sanity because why the hell am I craving for more?

"But everything changed, there's one kingdom who seized them out of greediness." "What do you mean seized?" I asked her. "They got rid of them on the land," the village healer's eyes grew mad. "King Hydrae ordered Thud to slaughter every immortal. He ordered that no one should live---," I cut her words. "Do immortals die?" "Of course, they do through decapitation. That's what the Aquans did," she narrated. "They were strong you said. How were they decapitated?" It confused me.

Those cases were called Spector protocols and more often than not, the reapers would just let the soul become ghosts. There was no protocol for what Lisa had just seen. She had never heard of anything like that happening in all her time as a reaper. Humans were born, they lived and they died, the end. That was the iron law of the universe that every human was subject to without exception. Of course, some could get lucky and survive fatal incidents but no one was so lucky that their wounds instantly healed. Something was definitely up and Lisa had a feeling she wouldn’t like what came next.

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.

I asked hesitantly. “A mortal wouldn’t understand what it means when immortality genes don’t activate in an immortal. Normal life?” Claude scoffed. “That concept is not just foreign to us. It’s absurd. It’s forbidden for an immortal to even think about death.” “Why?” I asked. “With a weak blood, death won’t just cross our minds — we’ll witness it, and eventually, we might yearn for it,” Vish murmured, her words hanging heavy in the air. “And craving death... that’s the darkest curse an immortal can inflict upon themselves. An endless curse.”

“The minds of our ancestors are really something to be respected. To think they managed to come up with a password that can only be broken with different powers… This would make our password with the numbering system seem like child’s play since we wouldn’t know if it needs six kinds of powers, or eight, or even a hundred.” Adrian shook his head as he smiled, while Mya continued, “Then what would its appearance at the church’s hidden room mean?” Once again, Adrian chose to ignore Mya’s question. “The old book recorded a type of power, but I’m not sure if you’ve heard of it before.” “What kind of power?” “According to legend, it’s the art of immortality. These arts give its user the power to

" October stopped reading at that, not believing what she just read. "How come this said they are dead?" She scratched at her forehead. Feeling conflicted, she pushed the book away, then pulled it back, then pushed it back again, then pulled over the book about Lore-beings. She skipped a few pages, then stopped when she saw something. "Immortality; Lore-beings are immortal and can be reborn again after facing a tragedy. They won't have any memory of who they are until they reach of age; eighteen years. At that time, they will also find their mates."

She watched the three of them—the ancient, the immortal, and the newly born—and thought about what it meant to be part of something that had never existed before. She thought about the novel she had read in her previous life, the one she had despised, the one that had given her a villainess to be exhausted by and a plot to navigate and an ending she had found unsatisfying. The novel is gone now. The story it had contained had been overwritten, replaced by something else, something that had no script and no predetermined conclusion and no guarantee of survival. She thought: this is what it feels like to be alive in an unwritten world.

Alex smiled. How could he not know such a simple principle? “What’s the second realm to Imminent Immortal?” “Imminent Immortal... Could it be that it’s the realm after the Tribulation Crossing?” Alex asked. He did not know that there was such a realm as the Imminent Immortal. There was no introduction of Imminent Immortal whatsoever in the legacy that he had acquired from his ancestor. It only mentioned the next level after reaching the cultivation base of Tribulation Crossing would be the Immortalization realm.

If they do decide against us, we'll just give the Queens the old heave-ho and deal with it later. Again, delusion. She sighed. You seem to be working under a flawed premise I've meant to speak with you about for quite some time. Sorry? Where was the flaw exactly? It's not like they can really hurt me or anything. I'm immortal. Immortal, yes, she sent. But not invincible. Gulp. Explain? Immortality means you will live forever, and never grow old, she sent. As long as nothing happens to you. That sounded rather final for something I was given the impression would go on and on forever. Why was this the first time I was hearing this information?