I was awake. I didn't care what time it was so I just didn't look. I kept my eyes shut. I knew the pattern. The circle that life chose for a path to follow in order to exist forever.
I didn't need a circle for a path. I didn't want one. I just wanted a line with twists and turns, bumps and other paths branching off. A life that changes all of the time. But no.
I had this one. What's worst of all is that my path doesn't end. there's no wall to block me from going further. Living longer. Immortality isn't all it's cracked up to be.
I just continue to live, while the people around me do the same things, make the same mistakes, generation by generation. I just can't deal with it.
Why do I have to be this way? I didn't ask for this. I was born this way. I had dealt with so much pain that I realized that I couldn't die. No matter how hard I tried. And I tried hard.
I have to force myself to not interact with many people since I will always be there even after I learn of their death. People think life is full of suffering. They're lucky though.
Their pain ends at some point. Mine lives forever like me.
I know why I'm this way, but It can't be fixed. I have something inside me. It's a part of me. It feeds off of me and my body feeds off of it in an endless cycle.
I think of it as a parasite. It's the reason for all of my pain.
Don't forget to read the second book: IMMORTALIS (Parasite) next.