Semi-immortality Novels & Stories

"It's bad enough that I have to face the idea of spending the rest of eternity floating in a box. Losing you too... I can't. I just can't bear it!" He smiled wryly as he clasped my shoulder. "Toby, I'm not immortal. That is one difference... you will be integrated into the computer system, but you'll still be yourself. To a point. You're immortal as long as the network stays intact and your body holds out. The system is designed so that under the right conditions, you can communicate and interact with us." "Really?" Candy asked as I just stared in surprise. This was news to me. "I told everyone this before," Grandfather said with a sigh. "Almost everyone, obviously Toby didn't know, but this

But now Joshua was saying something too. “ doing what?” he asked. Joshua's words hung in the air, his voice heavy with a sense of dread. "I don't know all the details, but I've heard whispers that they want to attain immortality... and to achieve that," he trailed off, the weight of his revelation evident in his voice. Lumiére's mind raced, his thoughts spiraling with the implications of what Joshua had just shared. Shit! Immortality? They were trying to attain immortality? That would explain all the human killings going on recently. He fucking couldn’t let them do this.

"There are witches, and vampires, and succubi—" I gasp. "Succubi?" "Yeah. You know—women who seduce men. There's also the other way around. Men who can make any woman fall for them. Some people are actually immune to those powers, though." She studies me for a second. "Rare people." "Oh." I shake my head, trying to clear it. "What else?" "Lots more." "That's a lot to take in," I whisper. Alice pats my back, but doesn't say anything.

“I know what it's like to be in a world without powers, but once I found my mates, I found everything.” “You're very passionate, and I'll give you that,” Mother Nature said, and an old woman materialized in front of me. “The price for bringing him to your mates back is immortality. I want that from you; however, I will give you the opportunity to reincarnate to meet again.” “What do you mean?” I asked, confused. “When your mates awaken, they will cease to be millennials and immortals,” Mother Nature said. “They will all have their powers, but the lifespan I grant them will be short compared to supernatural life. It's that or it's nothing; you decide.”

"What do you mean by that? Listen here, Marc said he'll marry me as soon as you die!" "I don't care whether he marries you or not. Tell me, who sent you?" Mirabelle blinked. Then, she hurriedly covered her mouth. "I'd rather die than tell you!" Very well. If she wouldn't talk, I had plenty of ways to get her to talk. I went back to caring for my skin, hitting the gym, and living the way I used to. The difference was that I stopped aging and gradually returned to my former appearance. Meanwhile, when Mirabelle was livestreaming, dark blotches suddenly appeared on her face. Right in front of the camera, crow's feet and smile lines etched themselves across her skin.

The honesty hurts more than any lie. “What happens now,” I ask. Theo’s lips curve into something almost like a smile. “Now we wait,” he says. “Your transformation is complete in structure but not in function. Your body is still adapting. Still rewriting itself.” I feel a strange chill. “How long.” “Approximately six months,” he says. “At that point, you will reach your final form.” My heart pounds. “Final form.” “Functionally immortal,” Theo says. “Resistant to disease. Resistant to age. Capable of reproduction without genetic decay.”

Each creating personal equation of limitation and transcendence. "They're becoming living paradoxes," Genesis observed through her art. "Mortal in some ways, immortal in others. But the combinations are unstable." The anti-existence offered unexpected insight. *I am neither mortal nor immortal but eternally hungry. Perhaps existence needs beings that embody incompleteness itself—never fully one thing or another.* Through divine authority, I began to understand. The solution wasn't choosing between mortality and immortality but creating sustainable incompleteness—beings that could maintain enough cosmic awareness to support reality while experiencing enough limitation for meaning.

I tell her and she pulls me into a big hug and then pulls away and says, “Shit they are going to kill each other.” I knew exactly what she was talking about. We both began to race through the sand to the sidewalk and then it happened. A large black van stopped in our path and four large men with masks on jumped out of the van and grabbed us. Emily and I tried fighting them off but they were too strong as they threw us in the back of the van and shut the door. Emily moved to me wrapping her arms around me like she was protecting me from them. “Leave her out of this. She isn’t one of us.” Emily said to the men and I realized that the men that took us were immortals just like herself and now me

“Inferno can turn someone immortal… theoretically. It’s just an assumption since no one has actually seen Inferno or used it. Between us, I doubt if Emmett Keller was actually able to make something so potent. I’ve never understood why Kaleb was so persistent in trying to replicate it if there was no evidence of its existence. Anyway, I’ve done my best and I don’t think Kaleb should expect more, you know?” When her rambling came to an end, her lips curled into a smirk, and I took a moment to absorb this information. Immortality. To suggest that a poison could alter the body and keep it from suffering the effects of aging was not only unheard of, but also impossible. It seemed that the only t

Inside each jar was a small, pulsing violet light. "My people," I whispered. "You didn't save them. You... you archived them." "We call it 'Data Preservation,'" the man said, finally looking up. His eyes were a dull, corporate gray. "The world was dying, Kaima. The wolves, the magic... it was a messy, inefficient system. We've given you immortality. You live in a world where no one gets old, no one gets sick, and no one has to worry about the future."