"So, this is what it means to be immortal".
The thoughts and memories flash and spark across my mind
White with the incandescence of realization.
I will always remember, but no one knows.
No one but me will ever know what it was like.
They may remember the deeds and the battles
The story of the hanyou prince and his priestess companion,
The monk and the beautiful demon exterminator
The kitsune and the neko youkai
But they will never know them as I have.
They will never know that the huntress liked the color green
Or that the hanyou had a weakness for noodles.
They do not have the memories of the laughter, the loss, or the unspoken love.
I remember these things
And when I am gone, the world will forget them all.
But now I remember.
And as long as I remember,
They will live on, along with the pain.
The pain will last forever, for I am immortal.
And oh how I wish the pain would end.