Prompt used: Undying
The Avatar could never die.
All the world knew this, that should the Avatar die, they would be reborn as the cycle dictated, and the previous Avatar's spirit would join their predecessors in the afterlife. To watch over the new Avatar, to use their knowledge to guide the next one of their lineage. To lend their power, should the need arise.
Because the Avatar could never die.
Should the Avatar die while channeling the spirits of their past lives, then those spirits, and all the Avatars of the past, would die with them. The Avatar would not be reborn, and the world would be without guidance.
So the Avatar could never die.
But there were some, the spirits of the first Avatars, who were old. They had seen Avatar after Avatar be born, grow up, live, age and die. And they were tired. They had roamed the Spirit World for countless ages, for there had always been an Avatar, and they had seen themselves replaced time and again.
But the Avatar could never die.
And so they watched, though they had seen these plays before. They saw, lives that mirrored what will come again. They listened, to voices that all blurred to one. The felt life, time and again, as new Avatars were born. And they felt death, and longed for more than a taste, as those chosen died and joined their ranks.
For they were the undying. And the Avatar will never die.
