Chapter 4-Jayden

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He was two hundred years old, but he could still remember the first time he died. 

He had been seventeen years old, in a fight with a Surrexerunt, when someone suddenly bashed him in the head with a metal rod. He hadn't felt the pain, but the blow sent him falling on his knees. His vision grew darker, and he soon stopped breathing, and at the same time his heart stopped beating.                                            

 He couldn't see anything. He couldn't hear anything. He couldn't feel anything.                                     He was dying.

Then, just as he thought he was gone, he started breathing again. He opened his eyes, and immediately stood up. He spun around, facing the person who had almost killed him. The person was  an Odiosis, a of person with inhuman strength. Jayden took the metal rod from the Odiosis, who was frozen in fear, and killed him. He killed the Surrexerunt with the same rod, hitting it in the back of it's head. Jayden didn't wait for another second before running away from the scene.

As soon as he was far enough, he felt the back of his head. There was no more blood, or even a scar for that matter. Wow, that's crazy. I'll have to tell Chrissy about this. He thought. From that day on, he stopped aging physically. That is why, 183 years later, he still looked basically the same as he did on that day.

Now, he wished he would have died, all those years ago. 

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