It's been almost two thousand years since I've been on this earth. I am one of the most ancient beings that has ever lived here, with nineteen hundrend and eighteen years of age. I've seen the raise of empires, and downfall of societies.
In all my time, I only saw the ''wings'' of some people here call ''angels'' very few times.
Being one of them, out of this world, is not what I wanted, prefering to be ''normal'', having a normal short human life, fall in love, have kids, grow old, and eventually die...
Even though I'm half human, I see and feel things differently and much stronger than a normal human being.
Being only half human made me not have the ''wings'', but I did capacitated the other ''powers'' or ''gifts'' (as some may call) throughout my long period of time. I ended up discovering them little by little.
Speed, control of the time and matter, thought of time unable to forget anything and gather up all the information, useless or not. Also ''jumping'' to far places or what some call teleportation, having one trick with this last one, only being able to jump back and forth in time three weeks.
But all this time, wandering around alone, with all these ''gifts'', only made me wonder more about what am I exactly, overthinking every single little situation, being deppressed by it, and as time passed, well... that just made it all worse.
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Beyond ''normal'' and Alone
General FictionHalf human, half something else... A man beyond time with some ''gifts'', who just seeks a normal life but can't, because his past it's coming back to haunt him, and his future, well... that's where the story begins...
