The Immortal Project Novels & Stories

Their kings and queens are the most powerful immortals in all of Wysteria. They are called immortals because they do not die and do not age like normal people. They can be killed at will and murdered. There is no old man to be found in Wysteria. Most of the citizens of each kingdom also live richly, but there are places in each kingdom where simple citizens live, and simple life is enough for them.

“Insolence!” “Impudent!” “Arrogant child, you’re asking for death!” Seeing Andrius still so defiant, the seven experts were instantly furious and roared, starting to attack. “Immortal Punisher: Destroy!” The withered lips of the First Grand Elder parted as he spoke. At those words, dazzling auroras immediately came from the sky, carrying a destructive aura as if to sever the heavens and earth. It was a true immortal art! Generally speaking, immortal arts require immortal essence to activate. However, with the support of the immortal bones, they were only one step away from the true Immortal Path. They could finally activate this move, though not as powerful.

"The fusion triggered the self-destruct." Madison pushed herself up, her eyes landing on the screen. The countdown was at thirty seconds. "Let it sink," she said, her eyes turning a permanent, iridescent silver. She grabbed her blade and the data core. "Silas isn't on the island, Ethan. He's at the UN summit in Geneva. He's going to announce the 'Immortality Project' tonight." Madison gripped Ethan's hand as the ground began to tilt toward the sea. "We're going to give them a very different kind of eternity."

They said it would take three years. Bu it took eight years. Eight years of equations, prototypes, failures, and cautious optimism. Eight years that — for someone who had lived through centuries — felt longer than any eternity before it. For me, immortality had always been a curse measured in heartbeats, not years. But this wait… this wait taught me something new. Hope, when stretched too long, begins to hurt. And yet, on that morning, as the alarms hummed softly through the Arcadia Complex, I realized the hurt didn’t matter anymore.

She’s not a mommy’s girl nor a daddy’s girl. Askar Is a 17 year old who is Hindu and Immortal. Who cannot be destroyed. His Ancestors' religion is Hindu, which haunts him. He doesn’t quite fit well in his family. It all changes when he gets turned immortal by his human mom who births him.. His life flashes before his eyes seeing his mom die while birthing him will hunt him for all the years he shall live. Sooner than later he is a vampire trying to fit in with the humans. He isn’t like any other vampire, he doesn’t thrust for human blood. He is more disgusted with it, that each time his dad brought home some human for him to try, he would instantly puke it out. But what he really craves is a

From the word Immortal, that means a mortal is rebelling against the passage of time. You will train the laws of time. "Tit!" "This..." "Immortal" "Tit!" ~Mission has been unlocked~ 1. Survive: Time limit: 10 days "Tit! ~Punishment has been unlocked~ 1. Death "This..." Afar from the jungle a cute animal appeared. "Butt! He saw someone looked like Butt! Yet he was small! "Haha! I saw an animal! I'm lucky!" This small bat called. "Butt! It's me!" Luis Park called.

He just conjectured that they were unkillable before but sadly, that belief had been shattered by what Madame Ais had told him yesterday. "What's an immortal, Madame Ais?" Maru decided to get help. "They are existences who have achieved the rank of a Level 8 Cultivator, Maru. Being an immortal means that time can no longer touch their souls, giving them unlimited lifespan inside their current realms." Madame Ais replied promptly. "Okay." Maru said and he doubted that he could explain that to his sister since he was also grasping at the meaning of those words. "Really, brother!? But for how long?!" Uwyn asked and looked at Maru like he knew every answer to her questions.

"All they have to do is end you all and they'll get the Blood Moon curse back, sharing among them guardians. It definitely sounded like Stygian, and on it went, "All of you in a place, exactly what I wanted. I know the other two are hiding somewhere here, but not for long." "Let the War of Immortals begin!" The voice added and got faded into hysterical evil laughter. Julian palmed stiffer his axe and waited patiently, while Jeremy had dual blades showered with Emma's light. As the immortals chanted war cries in unity and began rushing on, Jeremy muttered under his breath, "Come on. . . Keep coming, almost there," watching them approach a particular point, he pronounced. "Let the fireworks be

(IMMORTAL) “MY TWELVE GUARDIANS AND HOLDER OF THE GODS AND GODDESS. ME WHO IS THEIR PLEDGE MAIDEN AND THE BLESSED DAUGHTER OF THE HEAVENS. WE WILL NOT GET OLD, EVEN IF THE YEARS WILL PASS BY. OUR AGE WILL STOP AT EIGHTEEN FOR OUR LINE IS IMMORTAL, SO THAT WE CAN PROTECT THIS WORLD.” “Immortal.” Whispering the word more than once and many times within the day, she excitedly prepares everything that she needed as her isolation and lies of being dead is what everyone knows about her, and that very word is the title she is now holding.

The alien races in the starry sky found that the reply channel of the Immortals was closed, and they were so angry that they cursed. It seemed that the Immortals had thought of this when they started the live broadcast, so they closed the reply channel early. They could imagine that the various races must be cursing one after another, but they didn't take it seriously at all. Anyway, they had the means to deal with it.