The Bored Immortal Novels & Stories

“What you have brought, so be returned. Wood to ash as fire burns. I give you back all that you deserve.” The flowers flare bright, burning white hot like magnesium and Carson’s unearthly agonized scream rings through the night’s gelid air. Through the talisman, I feel him push back. At the ends of their roots, the lilies wither and droop. Across the too short distance, Carson looks at his hands, pats his body after the flowers flared on him. “Well that was sure as fuck something.” He dusts off. “Too bad for you. When you going to get it through that pretty head of yours, princess? I’m an immortal god now. Listen, this has all been very educational, but it’s gotten dull, so I’m going to go.

I ask. “I just wanted to impart some valuable advice. My plan was to wait a little longer, however, your aggression toward your...Thought, brought me into your life earlier than I expected,” he tells me, standing. He’s taller than I expected an immortal to be, but I suppose Time and Thought have both surprised me on that front. Why are these immortals so obsessed with infiltrating my life? For once I would just like some answers. “What does that even mean?”

“I believe we can create a better game, Dorian.” Dorian’s playful smile grew, revealing his blackened teeth. He took a step towards Darkous, his back slightly crooked as he stood over an inch smaller. Dorian had been abandoned as a child, leaving him alone in a vast wilderness on an uncharted dimension. The immortal had spent over a hundred years in solitude, living amongst the beasts of the realm. Darkous had found him on a scouting mission, instantly becoming friends with the feral immortal. Although Dorian had been in hell for over a century he remained feral, relying on his animalistic traits. Dorian had gone insane, slowly losing his mind. And yet, his knowledge was vast; matching his b

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.

Then, they activated the immortal bone in their body to its limits. “Immortal bone, burn…” “Immortal bone, give me power…” “Immortal bone, now’s the time…” They roared, shouted, and pushed the essence of the immortal bone inside them to its limits while their auras rose to another level. That was the true peak of a human, only half a step away from the immortal path. “Immortal Snare!” When Grand Elder shouted, a rift suddenly opened up in space. From the immortal bones within their body, sinister chains connected to form a giant case that imprisoned Andrius inside.

Strands of pure white light emerged out of my skin, being washed away by those icy black flames just as quickly. Before the flood of darkness grew overpowering for me, everything came to a standstill as though someone had stopped the time. The dark clouds and flames merged, forming a cage of tornadoes around me. The sky above my head grew clearer and clearer until my body was washed under the light I had cursed to dim and die. Moonlight. My immortality. I widened my eyes. But how? What— Bond. Carys Elffire. Marikh. Bond was infected by Death.

'' Lyra i can save you , i can even if your body is no more i can still bring you back by summoning your soul and transfer it onto someone else's body '' he said to her whispering in her ear . '' I will try everything no matter what it takes '' he said to her . Then he closed the coffin and went back to research about wasteland again . According to wasteland , whoever stays there can gain supernatural powers and there was some records of the philosophers stone and elixir of life which can give eternal youth and life . Later after two days , it's finally full moon . Arthur was waiting for that night . He went out into the evening waiting for full moon by the side of the lake .

Her eyes were dull and empty while she held a burning candlestick in her right hand, the flame swaying slightly in the air. "W-What's going on, Kisa?" Kelvin swallowed and asked nervously. 'Is she actually possessed by a spirit? I mean, it sure does look like it…' The Mullens did not dare to approach Kisa when they saw her, but Kelvin walked over and shook her arm. "What's the matter, Kisa? Wake up. Are you sleepwalking?" Kisa did not budge. Instead, she just stared at Kelvin blankly with soulless eyes. "You are Gilbert Kooper. You are my enemy."

a big empty hole inside me. I had no soul but I did not know if I had a heart. I did not feel it beating since a myriad of years ago. However, I did detest mortals as they could feel something whereas, I, could not. I specifically loathed women as I was once betrayed by a woman, not a mortal, but a Titanian Goddess of the moon, Selene. A very beautiful woman with a pale face and long, lustrous black hair, with long wings and a golden diadem, and she shone the brightest. I no longer feel anything for her, though I had once when I was a mortal. I was her lover and I did adore her but her greed was boundless and made me an immortal without my knowledge as she thought she wanted to be with me f

He gave me a sideways pointed look. I just wrapped my arms around myself and kept on walking. "Don't you ever get bored of this place?" I asked slowly. He was silent for a while. When I glanced at him, I saw traces of a smile on his face. "If I start getting bored of this place, everything will turn into chaos." Part of me knew how he was right. "Have you ever seen chaos?" He asked. "No." "It shapes into millions of nightmares." He stated. "And that's pretty horrible."