Another ROSELLA1 inspired drabble. Also, I meant to comment the last time I added a chapter, but I'm a quarter of the way there. Woohoo! Honestly, I'm surprised I made it this far.

It hurt like hell.

Watching Will breathe his last had been the hardest thing Merlin had ever experienced. In that moment, he couldn't imagine ever hurting so badly again.

Then he lost Freya.

That had damn near killed him, and reinforced his desperation. Never again, he prayed.

And yet, right after finding his father, he lost him too.

Merlin kept imagining—fearing—the possibilities the future held: Gaius, his mother, Gwen, Arthur…

When he'd discovered 'Emrys' meant 'immortal,' he decided he had to look into it.

If everyone he loved was bound to die, he didn't want to live forever.