Prologue
Immortality isn't fun.
The first thing that comes to mind at the mention of immortality for some odd reason tends to divert away from any positivity. Most likely as a result of how the idea of such a condition is often diluted by the thoughts of dying loved ones and the like.
Personally, I had no such concerns as I drank down the last drop from the intricate vial. After all, it looked as though it would be me left behind if I did not do so.
However, there was one thing I did not take into account. Forever is a long time to be with someone, whether they be relatives, lovers or friends, there is only so much you can take.
Especially when they don't really care. Especially when they already have all the companionship they could ever need in themselves.
And whilst a fair chunk of my immortal life has been erased from my mind, I can still assure you that immortality is most certainly the most boring and depressing thing that can ever happen to you.
Yet, there is hope. Albeit a strange form of it, the foreign emotion I felt bubbling up inside of me was definitely hope none the less.
And as I stand here, watching Lucy make a complete and utter fool of herself by trying to seduce the ancient shopkeeper for a discount, I just can't seem to help the smile that plasters itself across my face.
Perhaps immortality is depressing, and the world is horribly boring…
But the ideas of life and hope…they don't seem all that bad, I suppose.