We Could Live For A Thousand Years Novels & Stories

A fresh cool breeze made me shudder. “It’s been over a thousand years, My Queen,” Even though I read about it but hearing it from someone made me realize that a thousand years is a long, long, long, long time ago. It was overwhelming. “Besides, if there really was a survivor, we would have known, or by now at least a whole new generation would have started. I doubt that there is a secret hideout or a place where they all are,”

This technology and science will lead to the downfall and destruction of earth forever. That prophecy made Angela shiver, what in the world was called technology? Believe it or not but the Witch of Evermount that has lived a million years will still die. Whoa! How can someone live for a million years? A king shall be born in the darkest parts of the world but will rise to save the world from the hands of the dragons. 1000 years was the last time they had seen war but it happened again and destroyed a wonderful land but the land was spelled by a…

He says in awe. Hundreds. I put the glass down and move to the living room, pacing the floor. How does someone exist like that? We need to earn enough money and find a private place to live away from society. Do we have to fake our own deaths? Do we get older over the course of the years or stay the age we are now? Do we have to stand by and watch all our friends grow old and die while we live… for centuries? What about my son? Will he live hundreds of years like the rest of his family? I can’t imagine having to bury him when he is an old man. Hundreds. I don’t remember sitting down, but Kas is kneeling in front of me, holding my hand between hers. “Are you ready, Sweetheart? It’s time to go

Let us call him Stoic Chewi. ‘What do you mean?” “Well, Etherians live for an average of a million years…. To you humans, that is like 60-70 years. And to us 60-70 years is but a moment” he explained. “And what does that mean?”, I asked. “Hmmmm! Okay, when you first died, you went back a day. And if 50 years is but a moment to us…. A thousand years is but a day to us….. and for Etherians, a thousand years is enough to change everything” he replied.

The elevator reached the bottom floor, and we both got out. My sister was walking super fast, and I had to almost jog to keep up. “Well, it’s kind of exhausting living forever,” she explained. “Some of them have been around for thousands of years, and they don’t have a lot of options. If they could turn back into people, then they would die, eventually. As Guardians, they’ll just keep on going forever.” “Unless a Hunter kills them, right?” I asked, truly seeking clarification this time. “Right. But we hope that doesn’t happen, for obvious reasons,” Cadence noticed me having trouble keeping up and slowed just a tad. “So, this will make it easier for them to be… normal again.”

Or can you still keep that love for our next life? I hope I am not a king in my reincarnation if that is real. I wish I am just a simple human living with Fira, creating a happy complete family. My world now is not created for the two of us. I am willing to wait for another thousand years where the life we will share belongs to each other.

I ask, trying to understand the intricacies. “Everywhere,” he says simply. “What do you mean everywhere?” “They are spread across the globe. They live as lone wolves. Sometimes they have mates, sometimes not. They can live for hundreds of years at a time. When they need us or they need Kas and Lex, it is because there is a problem.” “Oh. Okay?” I think I understand, “Wait, they live hundreds of years? Does that mean we are going to live hundreds of years too?” “No.” “Any explanation on that would be helpful there, buddy.”

“You don’t understand, Simon. It’s near impossible for a human being to live past a hundred years. Even martial artists like us can only live for an additional few decades. What can mankind accomplish with what limited lifespan we have? “Think about the endless possibilities if an intelligent scientist could live for another thousand years! “Once we obtain the Spirit Turtle’s blood, we can research it and examine why and how it’s different from human blood. After learning its secrets, humans can become immortal. By then, we could easily leave our solar system behind and travel to other galaxies.” “You’ve gone mad.” Simon rebuked him. “Do you plan to go against me?” Thomas’ face darkened, and

The private server gives us space to be together and think about whatever we want. Having the weight of the world quite literally on our shoulders is a harrowing experience. I can't even imagine how the founders of our world had managed to make it work for four hundred years. I don't know how long we can continue to live in this form- presumably, as long as our bodies remain safely preserved in our sterile environment, we could live for at least a century- but as long as we're alive and alert, I will gladly continue my work to keep my people safe and happy. It is a sacrifice, but if there is one thing I've learned from this entire experience... personal sacrifice brings the greatest rewards.

If Dylan insists on keeping me in the sea for 10,000 years, if Dylan can really let me live for 10,000 years, then I will never see anyone on land again. Francis, Julian, and Elroy, they'll live another 800 years at best, and Caleb, Carolina, Brandon, and Austin, they'll live another 80 years at best. Probably, the last time I met with them may be goodbye forever. In this sad mood, I found that I didn't hate Brandon and Austin all that much. In the time dimension of 10,000 years, 80 years seems so short, so short as to be negligible. I don't want to be stuck alone in my hatred of them for 10,000 years after they're all dead. That would turn me into a pathetic monster as stubborn as Dylan.