Sumdud

Hey, have you heard of a rumour floating around recently?

I heard that there’s this girl walking around, weird, right? She walks and just goes around the place, no one knows who she is, no one knows where she came from. Hell, I don’t think even she knows the answers.

But oddly enough, she never seems to age, does she? Of all the dragons, dwarves, elves everywhere, there’s a simple tale passed down from generation to generation.

Of a girl that does not age.

But...

How did it all start? In this fantasy world, how did this person come to be?

A world where humans isolate themselves within their walls, wary of the monsters that lie outside. A world of magic, a world of fantasy, but nothing seems carefree nor fun.

Dating back to one of the greatest disasters known to humanity, the disaster where many deaths were witnessed, life was made.

Living eternally, forever wandering about the world. Monsters do not attack her, no sickness plagues her, and time becomes irrelevant. Wandering from village to village, eventually, she comes across a group of excited people.

'Hey, take us out to the unknown, we want to see the world!'

This is a tale of finding the meaning of life in a world where nothing seems to go anyone's way.

*(Notice: The first part of the story is a backstory. If you don't really like the theme of the backstory, I understand if you just don't read it.)

Immortal Wanderer

Eunos found himself thinking that right before he had closed his eyes. The last thing he saw was Hilda, wielding a knife dripping with blood before he lit the place up in flames. Of course, since humans cannot be harmed by their own Magic, the fire did nothing to his body. In fact, he doubted the flames would even kill Hilda. It was simply a signal to the rest of the city.

His vision went blank, and he had a rather odd dream.

He stood in absolute darkness for a moment, and he found himself staring at his own dead body. He stood around, staring at Hilda's face as her expression was wracked with guilt and regret. But he turned his head and saw something odd.

Another figure was on the bed where he assumed Hilda's friend was. A woman wearing a beautiful red dress sat in the air above the body, her eyes staring into blank space. She had blonde hair and red eyes, with a poise that made her feel like the royalty of old.

S1-103: Vengeance