Novel & Cerita My Immortal Meaning

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.

Johan piped up. Harlow nod at Karina, and smiled at Johan. An immortal never truly dies, unless their killer knew what to do to make sure they stay die. They would reborn again each time, but that meant their mates would have to wait until they were of age.

, Sage Yaga told him " What is Immortality according to you?”, he asked them " Immortality is a way of living life which is not just for you but it should also be helpful for others”, sage Yaga told him " Fair enough, you can go ahead but before that I would like to inform you about the further steps which you have to taken carefully before coming face to face with the book

A legacy is the title of the immortals. The immortals like us, the Vampires that stand the test of time. We build our legacy piece by piece, so maybe the whole world will remember us or maybe just a couple of people, but you do what you can to make sure you are still around after you are gone.

“You are strong, far stronger than all the cupbearers that came before you. And you are special.” I hang onto his words, needing the consolation, needing them to be true. I don’t want to die, the concept of death is a myth to me. If it’s not by a duel, there is no way an immortal like me should drop dead. The idea that I could drop any second without ever even knowing what’s wrong with me is terrifying. “Neem.” Prince Ismir’s voice is firm, commanding my attention. “Listen to me. I will never let anything hurt you.” He says.

Perhaps he’s just rusty when it comes to communicating with people, or he’s naturally direct. All of a sudden, there’s more value in looking at my plate than at him. “The mortality one? Ah, I didn’t. I slipped in.” “Yet you came all the way up here?” “I like researching, exploring. It seemed like a challenge, so I did it,” I admit. Being immortal means no challenge. Climbing up a mountain seemed like the next step for me, since I’ve been to many territories in this realm and done many things. This felt right, to conquer something new.

“Seriously what’s wrong with you?” “That is why I still think being immortal is a curse not a blessing. What’s the use of living for hundred or thousands of years if all you could do is watch people close to you disappear and then remember that for another decade, century or generation. It’s not like we can die whenever we want. It’s not like we can do what mortals do; suicide.”

I stop for a moment and glanced at them. “At least, I gave it a try dad, mom. I don’t want another immortal to die on my hands again, I’m too impulsive of stating that condition of mine but you know why I said that I just want to be happy, I wanted to be mated to the immortal destined to me. I want to be mated to the immortal who can make my heart flutter in an instant without any effort! Do you understand that? I want to feel how to be in love!” I burst in front of their faces.

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.

So many people, So many lives and yet I’m still searching for just one. Just one soul that refuses to be found! Maybe I’ll find her tomorrow….. Or the next day…. Or the next fucking decade! Or maybe I already fucking missed her again but if she was dead I would know! I should know! Sadness and grief fills me again as the thought of never getting to see her settles heavier than it should. A WEEK LATER……. I guess being immortal doesn’t automatically mean I have to be jobless. Contrary to whatever myth humans like to believe, eternity isn’t spent brooding in castles or lurking in shadows doing nothing.