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

The masked man had already seen Slyk go invisible, and he would not be fooled twice. He started chanting to cast another spell.

Slyk noticed something interesting. The Mana released by humans remained after a spell. The fire had made the surrounding richer in Mana.

"Bloody rat," The masked man grumbled.

He released another wave of fire. Slyk curled into a ball again, letting the wave of fire roll over it. This time, however, it was not stopping. Slyk waited for a second or two before realising the man was not going to stop.

Slyk's mind raced, filling its mind with excruciating pain. It could try to shock the human again, but with its eyes being burnt off, it could not locate the human. The longer it waited, the more pain it felt, particularly near its chest.

S1-117: Disguise