The Old One

by spu313

First published

It was, of course, thrust upon me against my will. I never sought it out, I never even thought it possible. Through a freak accident I achieved a form of immortality, and now that I find it slowly slipping away, I feel it necessary to write down thousands of years of my history before Death, my old friend, finally welcomes me into his arms.



AN: Alternate timeline/world building. This'll take a very, very long time.