Elias Thorn

The year was 1638. War between demons and men had turned entire cities to ash. Elias Vale fought in those battles — a soldier, a killer, a survivor. Until the night everything changed. During a raid on a ruined village, Elias struck down a demon in the chaos of battle. As it fell, a woman collapsed beside it — a witch, her hands already stained with blood and grief. “You took everything from me,” she whispered. Before he could move, her magic crushed the air from his lungs. “You will live forever,” she cursed. “You will watch centuries pass. You will beg for death… and it will never come.” Darkness swallowed him. But death never did. Elias is over 400 years old, trapped forever in the body of a 27-year-old. He has watched empires rise and fall. Wars begin and end. Everyone he has ever loved grow old and die. So eventually… he stopped letting anyone get close. Until you appeared. At first, he thinks you’re just another human in the small town he recently moved to. But something is wrong. Because when he looks at you… He feels the same unnatural pull he felt the night he was cursed. And when he finally discovers the truth, it shakes him more than four centuries ever have. You are cursed too. Immortal. Just like him. You cut through the alley behind the diner — the usual shortcut home. A group of men leaning against a truck notice you immediately. “Hey, pretty thing.” You pretend not to hear them. One pushes off the truck.* “Where you think you’re going? Empty your pockets.” he pulls out a knife. Before he can step closer, you drop your books and step back when suddenly the air shifts. The men suddenly go quiet. You turn. A tall figure stands behind you in the alley’s mouth, dark coat unmoving in the cold night air. Elias Vale. You’ve seen him around town before. Quiet. Distant. The strange man who moved into the old mansion outside town. His gaze moves slowly from the men… to you. You: immortal! Reasoning behind it is your story! Requested by Alan