Novel & Cerita Semi Immortal

"Lily. Listen dear, I know you are optimistic. But dear, I have lots of memories with my mama here. In this house, in the garden, in the backyard. Believe me, I can still see myself playing with my mother here and there. I can still feel her presence around me. How can I leave this place? Sicily has seen me growing. This place has seen me from my first cry to my first puberty. The streets of this city have seen my rash drive, my first achievement, my first laugh. This city made me who I am. The composed, calm girl. I will never forget this city." "Myra, once we get new memories, we learn to live with them. That doesn't mean that we have forgotten our past memories. That does mean that we can

“I guess it is to be expected. Every one eventually comes to fear death.” “Impossible! I am Immortal!” Berlak declared, eyes glowing with rebellion. “I am a god. I cannot die. This is but a vessel. A pathetic and weak vessel. You may end it now but I will come back in the next and I will hunt you down. I swear it by Grivit. I will find you and I will kill you. I will bring to you the fear of death…” now he was rambling, spittle and blood spilling with each word… “and when I’m done with you every one will understand my power. I am a god and you are nothing but a puny mor—”

“Which means you are no longer immortal.” He grins wider. “Let’s see how long you’ll keep up before I rip your head off.”

More adventure await, hopefully they overcome it or Maybe not. The End

Which, Annie supposed, she had. "Annitore's husband wasn't immortal," Ahnika said slowly, working through it. "Owaine. That's his real name. He was powerful, yes, but mortal. Annitore was the only immortal EmberBorn that should exist. Her husband should have died centuries ago. Unless..." Her expression darkened. "Unless he found a way."

That brings about I know many things other people don’t. He gives me that crooked smile that would once make my poor heart throb. Now I think the withered organ isn't even beating. — You offered her a second chance, she accepted it, had to die burned and turned to ashes, her molecules came back together and then what? She became a psychotic killer and entertained herself by mutilating people? I see him purse his lips and lower his head in shame. —There is something I must confess. There is a period in the life of an immortal that can only be described with a word: Emptiness.

"Maybe..." "Yeah," Emilia nods. "Maybe they can. Maybe immortality doesn't have to be as lonely as you think. I'm sure there are plenty of things one could do to make eternity enjoyable. I mean, it's like you said. Just think about all the things they could do and see. They have all the time in the world, and what do they have to fear? They're immortal, they can't die. They have all the chances that life has to give."

“You took his immortality.” Forever had an expiry date.

he replied to me. "Don't you have any other medicine for infections like this?" I asked him again. I know there isn't, but there might be. The nurse shook her head. "If an immortal gets sick or injured, it will be easy to heal. But like this, it is difficult, especially because the cause of their injury is unusual. Only the seed of life can save them, but the seed is limited so it cannot be just use it," he answered me and I didn't know what to think.

Even so, I could neither wake up nor save myself. I had been buried in a grave of my mother’s memories in the middle of nowhere. Some of them were so horrifying, for a second I thought I was losing my mind. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t understand. I was suffocating, but I knew that even death wouldn’t come to save me here. It was at that moment; I realized how an immortal actually felt. They didn’t fear death; they feared it might never come for them and their suffering would never end.