Tales Of Immortality Novels & Stories

Alex praised sincerely. "Thank you, Alex. I'm glad you like them. But these paintings are not only works of art. As I said, they are also stories from my past and my race. Do you mind if this old vampire tells you about my race past lives? Hahaha, just understand Alex, as an immortal who has lived for hundreds of years, there are many stories stored here," he said, pointing at his head. "Let's just say you're a bit unlucky today to have to listen to this old man's boring stories." Damian said playfully.

She nodded, her expression resolute. She placed the mirror on the floor, and next to it, a small pot filled with a strange, glowing liquid which she surprisingly brought out of her small bag. She closed her eyes, her lips moving as she began to chant a strange, unintelligible language. As she spoke, a wind began to pick up, the fire in the hearth flickering wildly. The windows in the room opened and closed on their own accord as if moved by an invisible hand. A feeling of dread began to creep up my spine, and I felt a chill in the air.

Why did she give him power, immortality, strength beyond measure—but leave his soul to rot unloved? He rose from the throne slowly, the heavy black cape embroidered with ancient silver sigils trailing behind him like stormclouds. The guards snapped to attention, but he didn’t see them. Didn’t acknowledge them. His eyes were fixed on the balcony at the far end of the hall, where the night stretched on endlessly. Outside, the wind was cruel and sharp, slicing across the high cliffs where his fortress rested like a crow’s nest above the world. He gripped the stone railing, letting the chill bite his skin. It was better than feeling nothing.

Old Hagstorm grinned and replied, “According to legend, the complete technique allows a person to transcend even the realm of immortality.” Transcend immortality? Damn. Registus was utterly speechless. Immortals were already considered the highest and most elusive beings. They were beyond reach and incomprehensible. What kind of existence could transcend even immortals? It was hard to imagine and could not be spoken of carelessly. Just thinking about it made Registus subconsciously shake his head. It was as if entertaining the thought itself was blasphemy. Old Hagstorm withdrew his thoughts and looked at Registus. “Now, do you understand why I keep beating around the bush and delaying Andriu

Chapter 68: Godly Treasure. "So despicable," Ryan mumbled. "What is an immortal?" KuLaa asked. She already had an idea but preferred to get more explanation from Madam Su. She believed that Madam Su knew more than the texts she had read. In fact, most of what she had read and what Madam Su was saying were conflicting. "Immortal is a level of cultivation. Humans cultivate to become immortals and Immortals cultivate to become gods. Both immortals and Gods can't die of natural causes. Someone stronger than them is the only thing that can kill them."

*** I smiled softly as I trailed my fingers slowly on his bare chest, it's still hard to believe we just had sex after eight years of our divorce. It's time to take back what's mine, what Hazel stole from me, it's time to get it all back. I know you all may be wondering how I survived, I mean I died right, I was even buried but yet how the hell did I survive? ?FLASHBACK? "Just make sure she doesn't come out of that room alive, also prepare her body for burial, I want her to be buried immediately. Do this and you will see your son again or he dies"

"Stories? Experiences?" "Think about it," Whitmore said, warming to his subject with the enthusiasm of a professor who'd found an eager student. "Death is eternal, unchanging, always the same. But human lives? Human lives are chaos and choice, joy and suffering, love and loss. Every life is a story, and stories are the only currency that can surprise an immortal being."

Haldir asked as his eyes darted around his rickety hovel. Michael gave Haldir an apologetic look of understanding because he'd had a similar gift bestowed on him many, many millennium ago. "You will live among the Others in their world. Since you can never really be like them because you were born of human blood, the gods gifted you immortality. No weapon ever used against you will succeed, you will not age and you will never know illness." Haldir laughed out in his raspy, throaty way. "That is quite a gift."

Immortality: The ability to live forever; eternal life. Nero Tessa had been staying with me for almost a week now and she told me that she had been seeing Rigel snooping around the building a couple of times. Though he didn't confront her again but still, she was annoyed by the fact that the man was messing with her view.

Alex smiled. How could he not know such a simple principle? “What’s the second realm to Imminent Immortal?” “Imminent Immortal... Could it be that it’s the realm after the Tribulation Crossing?” Alex asked. He did not know that there was such a realm as the Imminent Immortal. There was no introduction of Imminent Immortal whatsoever in the legacy that he had acquired from his ancestor. It only mentioned the next level after reaching the cultivation base of Tribulation Crossing would be the Immortalization realm.