Children of the stars
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  • Reads 40
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  • Parts 4
  • Time 25m
Ongoing, First published Apr 17, 2020
I want to live forever! The selfish old men would cry just seconds before they lost consciousness forever, never knowing the gift I had given them. 
I lived in solitude in the shadows of our earth, alone I had toppled civilisations; I had brought about the end of all life again and again and yet... the mortals still wanted to be like me, they wanted to be alone, they wanted to be forgotten. They wanted to be... immortal

// artwork is not mine!!all art work by wlop ! //
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