Calintha
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Every so often, she would be reborn on this world, placed like a beacon among the darkness that filled his otherwise dull world. He'd lived for centuries before he saw her that first time, already bored with the idea of his own immortality. Her simple existence changed everything for him, in ways that nobody could understand. In ways that would eventually impact the entire world.
If only he'd just kept going when he heard her laugh. Maybe then, things could have gone differently.
I know I have too many stories I'm working on, but my muse was beating me over the head with this idea all day... I think he's a bit of a sadistic little bastard...