-Present Day-
Tis the season to be jolly.
Shush, you numbskull, I do not understand that, and never will in my almost three centuries of living.
Considering the fact someone wrote a novel about me!
That's a bit extra.
Just to say,
If you read that novel, you read lies.
My brother never died.
In fact, that was me on the bed, getting operated on.
My brother was actually the one remaking me.
Substituting my mortality with immortality.
My brother is also immortal.
In fact, that's Nick. My best friend, as well as my brother.
Of course, he was born about one thousand or so years before me.
But, that's the twist.
Our father, is literally non-existent.
I tested my DNA, something you kiddos probably don't even know about.
Considering that I in fact, wanted to be immortal,
Nick helped me out.
He gave me immortality, in turn for turning him mortal.
But he turned be immortal, taking my mortality away.
I had no mortality up my sleeves, but I knew I had to get back to him somehow.
And this year.
This year will be the last year that anyone will ever think to lie to my brother like that ever again. Thinking he can tolerate a liar.
You are lying to yourself.
I will help The Forgiver.
I will help him be mortal.
Take away mortality of his "kiddos".
If you've been naughty, he actually does know.
He forgives.
That's his weakness here.
And I'll take away the mortality of liars, and give them immortality.
I will help my brother fulfill his punishment.
He actually said he'll give me the mortality of one of the liars.
I really cannot wait.
Taking away mortality.
Becoming mortal again.
What a dream.
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The Forgiver
Science-FictionThe year is 2094. Christmas season. -- Don't believe in Santa Claus, huh? I'm right here, kiddo. Staring right through your screen where you're reading this. I'm the Forgiver. I forgive every naughty child every year. Every. Goddamn. Year. Yet, the...