Invincible This Person Has Lived For A Billion Years Novels & Stories

The audio clip started and the image began to move. “Hello survivors, my name is Daniel Shirker, President and founder of Project Humanity’s Last Resort. For those unaware, the world as you know it is over. We are entering a new world, a new age, a world of peace and freedom, but do know, you are not alone. Scattered across the United States are one hundred fifty-one bunkers containing an overall total of one million survivors. These bunkers are meant to serve as your new home. You will live here for three months. There will be enough food and water, as long as you ration properly and utilize the farm to grow food immediately. After those three months are over, the air will return to its pre

Charlie was crying from happiness, witnessing how lucky Cass was from that explosion. "I can't die, Charles. Even if you hit me with a brick, I won't die." Cass answered. "Stop joking! We are at war, anyone can die from this!" Charlie said. Cass stared at him and the crew. "I'm serious. I'm an immortal, and I'm 1,999 years old already." Charlie snickered. "You're joking again, Cass. That is good, you're well and you're trying to ease us up."

"The last one? What do you mean the last one? How old are you?" The beast looks at me as Iris distracts the bad man, letting him think he is in charge. "Well, first of all, sweetie, I am over ten thousand years old. I was here for the last one and I have found a way to survive through all the evil. I was hoping he, uhh, the creator would to this again. The people and supernaturals were getting out of control." I can't help the grunt that comes out of me. "Really? How?"

“Why do I feel like he just drops bombs and leaves right before the aftermath?” “Damn Benj, he kinda does! His timing is impeccable and the shit he says, the way he says it, so nonchalant,” laughed Osiris. “I don’t know, he’s seen a lot. He is 14,000 years old.” “WHAT? Shut up Evander, no way! 14,000 years old? Our mate was virgin 11 days ago, one of her mates is 14,000 years old. What the fuck?” “No Benj, don’t do it. Don’t go down that rabbit hole. You might never come back,” Laughed Osiris.

“Or is Zayn already an invincibilis powerhouse?” “That’s impossible. Zayn is only thirty years old, so he can’t possibly have reached the invincibilis state. I heard from an experienced person that the laws of nature limit mankind so that a person can’t achieve invincibilis before 35 years old! No matter how outstanding a person is, they can only reach invincibilis after 35 years old! Hence, it’s impossible for Zayn to be an invincibilis fighter!” “So how did he do it then?”

He had steadily progressed from an ordinary individual with a frail physique to a skilled combatant through rigorous training and experiences. Elizabeth, however, defied conventional understanding. She had maintained her appearance for over two hundred years, a fact that bewildered and even terrified Adrian. Was immortality truly possible? Adrian remained skeptical, believing that Elizabeth must have undergone extraordinary circumstances to achieve her current state. Her existence challenged the notion of normality, with Elizabeth herself acknowledging the passage of time.

On Earth, someone that age would already be resting underground. With genetic manipulation perfected, the people here enjoyed near-immortal lifespans. Their adulthood didn’t begin until around 400, a fact she could hardly absorb. The longevity gene had been created out of necessity—Fenrir heirs were incredibly rare. Back during the reign of the 20th Emperor, when no new Fenrir had been born for so long, fear had spread through every star system. The Emperor could not risk death without a successor, so the longevity gene was made to extend their lives until a new heir appeared.

“Um, a bit, I guess. He’s almost a hundred and thirty now. He’s got probably thirty or forty more years left. Was fresh offa Mars when he helped people evac off of Dendrus.” Eva gawked. People live to a hundred and sixty now?

She raised an eyebrow at him. “Are we touchy about our age?” He chuckled. “Hardly, though I don’t want you to use it against me like I said.” Honestly he had a feeling that her being a mortal creature was going to think it impossible once more hearing his age. He carried what was known as the immortal gene. Until he received enough damage, or something powerful enough to kill him he would not die. He would not pass to natural aging or sickness. Others of his kind would age but slowly. They were a very long lived race.

"You can talk again, your breathing is less labored, do you really not sense it yet?" Less labored? Trisha took a deep breath and noted the lack of agony. "Wait, what did you do?" she demanded. "Saved you," Vanku replied with an incline of her head. "I have bestowed upon you some of my own life energy. You won't get any superpowers from it, but you will live far longer than most humans." "How much longer?" Trisha whispered. "What do humans live? 200, 300 years? Vanku questioned with a shrug. "You'll be able to live a thousand years at least."