I have the gift of eternal life. Some may say it's a gift, but for me it's a curse, I can't feel anything, I feel nothing, a living dead. I was choosen to have an extraordinary life. I live for centuries, I've been a fearless cold blooded creature a heartless monster, but I din't wish to have a life like this. No! i don't want to be like this. I hate myself.
Then one day, all the darkness inside me vanish because I found a reason to die. Reason to run from eternal life.
I choose to die with the only human who let me feel how to live. How to live with a beating heart,once AGAIN.