Semi-immortality 소설 & 이야기

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.

He had a perfect bone structure, and his body was in good shape. Nathaniel flashed me a grin. "He's made, say, about five to six of those. Throw on a couple more centuries, and you have his age." "Holy fuck. That's old." "He's immortal. Immortals don't age, and it's difficult to kill one." "Are werewolves immortal?" "Not really, no. I'll say they're semi-immortal. They have a long life span, but not like that of demons or vampires." I blinked to make sure I wasn't dreaming, and all of this was real. "Vampires exist?"

"Well, you can say that. But to be more precise, he is my一" "Father," Again, Oswin cut Anderson off with a cold face. "His father?" Sean started to get confused about the whole situation. "So, you're an immortal, too?" He turned to ask Anderson. But just like before, Oswin answered instead. "No. He is a half-breed. But he took the dominant genre of his mortal mother instead of Damian, so he isn't immortal." Sean was confused. He had no idea that the immortal and mortal could create offspring. This was all new to him. "So, he will grow old and die just like all mortals?"