~A small town in Egypt, Giza, 1100 BCE~
I don't know when I got the gift slash curse of being immortal, but I found out about it on my 12th birthday. I had been reckless with my paddle doll and somehow stabbed myself in a fatal place. I thought I was going to die anyway, so I pushed it further until I stopped feeling pain. But I never died....
When I woke up the doctors thought it was a miracle, and that I was saved by Osiris. They started worshipping me. At first I enjoyed all the attention, but eventually it got out of hand. I decided to fake my death and disappear for like, a few thousand years.
~An alley in Britain, London, 18xx~
I survived pretty easily, I was doing business for 20 years and took a 15 year break so it wouldn't get suspicious that I didn't age.
Today was my last day of my break and I decided to celebrate it by buying some cake. As I walked out of the alley I saw two rich looking people across the road coming toward me? No, they were going to the cake shop I was going to. (ciel and sebastian)
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