Poem Invincible Novels & Stories

"Because my body is invulnerable to all poisons." "Invulnerable to all poisons?' Moriri's body trembled. She glared at Darryl with shock. Invulnerability to all poisons existed only in the legends. According to the legend, only those powerful enough to reach the Infinite Zen Level could have a body with invulnerability to all poisons. Nonetheless, it was less than a handful of people who could surpass the ninth grade and reach Comprehension. No people had reached the Infinite Zen Level in the recent thousand years.

| {In the fell clutch of circumstance} {I have not winced nor cried aloud} | What keeps repeating in my head are the words of the poem "Invictus" by William Ernest Henley; something the Sisters taught me at Nuestra Señora de la Buen Viaje and I memorized as a child. I used to recite the same words to myself during severe attacks of depression. I guess I forgot that I knew them, just like many other parts of my childhood. “I said…” I tell Septimus, a little louder this time, “… you’re wrong.”