Novel & Cerita Mass Effect Fanfiction Immortal Humanity

I can’t explain why I felt pity for him. ''Are you ready to sacrifice the lives of your brothers so you can go to the kingdom?'' I asked Maximus. ''Yes, I will do everything that is written inside that book, I want to see my father again,'' Maximus replied. We talk about his mission, other than seeking justice for his father's death, he is willing to do what is written in the book of immortality, which is that they must die in the present time and be resurrected in the kingdom of Prophis, a place where werewolf and the vampire are existing, and attains immortality.

"Then comes survival, starvation, body readaptation, blood bond, irritation towards human foods but forced acceptance of them. New senses unlock and old ones' shift—and a whole lot more I cannot cover, dear reader. But know this, the first price of immortality is anguish." I shut the book close with wide eyes. Okay, this is crazy. Scratch that, this is very terrific, horrific, brutal, dark, humourless, dangerous, ghastly, beastly...give me more words! Excuse my pardon?! These people are twisted, like insanely twisted. And fate decides to fuck me harder by making Kael enter the room just in time. "You're awake. Good to see you in one piece." He cracks up, a dent of smile on his lips, tugged t

It did benefit him though, for if it weren't for the humans' utter stupidity and insistence to try and create an alliance with Laxian after so many earthian decades of failed attempts to reach them, he wouldn't have found out about the existence of Lyra gene on Earth, well-preserved and still alive. "Don't leave me..." The little female mumbled under her breath, her pulse quickening as she trembled and shifted for a few times more, nestling like an earthian cub as her palms moved to rest against his chest, seemingly seeking for some more warmth as she made herself even tinier and slipped her slender leg over his, unintentionally revealing more of her nudeness underneath that thin cloth barel

Shock couldn’t even begin to describe what I was feeling. My mind raced and I felt like I was just looping around in my head. All my thoughts were jumbled. Putting together everything that they were doing to me, it didn’t make any sense. They healed me, made me stronger, continued to experiment on me but it had done nothing but really build me up. “Why…why would you even bother doing that to me?” Hector seemed to have the same swirling confusion. “Honestly, immortality is lonely. It was a gamble, sure, but now you two have each other for forever. Aren’t I nice? You call me a monster but here I am, saving your love life and an impending doom of the death of your mate.”

I just want to get away for a while. The wind is strong and the hem of my dress is blowing away. The air felt good and seemed to take my thoughts away. I let out several heavy breaths. I should not think that I am affected. First, I'm not Elena and I don't belong in their world, so why should I affect the picture I saw? What now if we have the same face? I am not Elena Blanca Ceres. I'm Alessia Andromeda Condor, that's different. I am a human and he is an immortal.

The master says as he gets up from his chair. "And i am so thankful for that master" Alfred says slightly bowing his head to show some gratitude. "Ladies and gentlemen, I stand here to tell you this with so much happiness in my heart, the vampires are going to overpower the humans and every single being in this world, we wont have to share anything with them for we will take control of everything" he says out loud and this goes to every single vampire that was around.

“Love has no boundaries, Alpha! My fate was connected to a mortal, it’s not my fault. No one can ever go against the stone of destiny.” His reason made some sense in my hyperactive brain as no immortal would marry a mortal in his right mind. The calculated years of companionship, old age, and then death, this package wasn’t attractive for any Celestial. That was why Elmer was moving Heaven and Earth to turn my identity into an immortal. Anyway, we sat down, and a maid served snacks. Zayden looked around and then initiated the conversation. “We have sent a complaint just two hours before, and you’re here to lecture Helena about the bounty of being fated to an immortal.

It was precisely this vulnerability, this fragile humanity, that had drawn me to them. I had seen potential in their brokenness, a chance for redemption and renewal, a glimmer of hope that they might rise above their mortal limitations and become something more. And so, I had offered them a second chance, a reprieve from their suffering, and a new lease on life as immortal, powerful beings, free to forge their own destinies and shape the course of history.

The heiress was overwhelmed with the desire to help the friend that she will not get to have for much longer now. "What about the baby, was it not the answer to all your problems with him?" "This baby… there is a chance it is not his." Arethusa could not believe her ears, she wondered how humans bothered with soul-draining things like infidelity when their lifespan was as short as it was. "If you had but a few days to live, why bother with the agony of lying to a partner you exchange life energies with?" The immortal was very curious to understand things from the human's perspective.

Didn’t bother him. He spent his days fiddling with formations the sect elders couldn’t be bothered with, feeding a scrappy little one-eyed fox he’d found his second winter alone, patching things too stubborn to stay fixed. The fox—he called it Nothing, because he was determined not to get attached—only stuck around because it drew blood from anyone else who tried. Yijun didn’t miss people. Sometimes he missed the idea of people, who they could’ve been, if the world was different.