Re:Immortal

Setting Lu Lu down to sleep in one of the rooms, Omis stood there for a second with a small smile on his face. It was finally over, the blood that had plagued her for all this time, the pain, the suffering she been through, it was all finally over.

Letting out a sigh, he turned and walked outside of the room closing the door behind him. She still needs to get some rest, Dina did say that it would take her anywhere from a day or two for her to wake up.

'No matter, as long as she's fine.' He thought with a smile before making his way downstairs.

Once there, Omis was surprised to see Silas still seated in his same position as before. The number of empty wine jars had increased since he left him.

A faraway expression was on his face as he kept on drinking. The dark circles under his eyes were even more prominent now than before.

He did not seem to notice Omis's arrival, or he simply didn't care as he brought the jar to his lips and took a large sip before setting it back on the table with a bang.

Omis silently walked towards him and sat down. Silas did not seem to mind nor care, his empty gaze not leaving the wine jar. The stench of alcohol was too strong around him.

Looking at his miserable state, Omis wanted to say something. Give his condolences? Was he supposed to? What did he have to do? He was always bad in these sorts of situations.

Silas did not seem to mind the silent company though as he brought out another jar from his storage and pushed it towards him.

"Drink with me, will you?" He asked, yet he still did not raise his head to look at Omis.

"En" Giving a small nod of confirmation, Omis grabbed the jar, leaned his head back, and took a large sip out of it.

He could feel the alcohol burned as it passed by his throat and into his stomach causing his cheeks to flush. The surprising thing was that as soon as he took that sip, the Qi inside his body began to move away from it, as if the alcohol pushed it away.

Usually, It was impossible for him to get drunk as the Qi inside his body would always purify the alcohol before he could feel anything. Unless the wine was a treasure, it was theoretically impossible to get wasted. Yet this, he looked at the jar in his hands. This was a treasure.

Forgetting the time, and everything around him. Omis let himself go as he drank one sip after another. Silas did not say anything but merely brought out another jar when one of them finished theirs.

The two of them continued drinking as they lost all sense of time, both of their minds were filled with their own thoughts and worries.

'Everyone has their own story in here.' Thought Omis as he raised his eyes and glanced at Silas.

Silas had apparently lost someone close to him, his lover. Addi...Addi lost his as well...They have been surviving in this world for thousands of years, do they even feel any sense of belonging to a world they don't remember?

They say that time heals all the wounds, if so, then with them being here for all this time, why would one risk their lives for something uncertain.

Memories of another life. Omis could understand how some people would choose not to proceed with their cultivation and restrict themselves. He couldn't blame them.

He had just arrived into this world, he had no feelings for this place, yet, he had no feelings for his past one either...

*Gulp*

Finishing another jar, Silas silently brought out another one for him. Removing the lid, Omis took another sip, as the various thoughts and concerns he was trying to push the back of his mind all this time came gushing out.

What was his goal? What was he living for? He felt as if he was simply living for the sake of living, just going with the flow, with whatever was thrown his way.

Was he satisfied with that? He didn't know. But why change it? Should he? He achieved the sort of goal of finding his disciple and saving her, but...now what?

Silas is living for the sake of his books, and knowledge, Tizzy is living for 'The immortal' ruling over the city, Dina is living for her alchemy, Ron has his tavern, and Addi? What was Addi living for? Was it Revenge?

Everyone at least had something, but what about him? A person who simply goes with the flow of things, who simply deals with whatever is thrown his way one at a time, what was HE living for?

The Hive? The Hunters? The Outsiders? What was his part in the middle of all of this? From now on, what was he supposed to do?

Raising his head to the ceiling, a long sigh escaped his lips.

'I don't know what I'm supposed to do right now, but one thing I do know. I never want to feel myself weak again.' He thought as he remembered how Krano used him to deal with his problems.

He did not like that, just the thought of being used by someone else was enough to make his insider turn and his blood boil.

'Perhaps this is it for me? I don't know why is it that I came here for, but maybe...maybe if I keep on pushing forward, if I get even stronger than I am right now, maybe I'll find out. After all, I do have an eternity ahead of me.' He thought with a chuckle.

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Back in the former heavenly capital, specifically inside the giant palace in the middle of the city. Krano's complexion suddenly changed as he turned to glance outside of the window with a frown.

The monster butler Rolus who was standing in the corner of the room noticed the change in his master's temperament asked.

"Is something the matter my lord?" He asked confused.

"Hmm, I just had a sudden unpleasant feeling." Answered Krano, his eyes still staring towards the distance.

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Author Note: I apologize for the lack of updates these last couple of days, I have my University finals hence I am a little bit busy. Holiday should start around Jan 10th, and by then I should go back to a normal regular updating schedule, for now, i’ll still try not to miss the dates but no promises because of the exams.