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

Lied sat down with his back against the wall as he stared at the ceiling. Hilda stood to the side, observing the hallway for any alternative path.

"Honestly, no idea," Lied replied, covering his face with a hand. "We're kind of screwed at this point."

"Maybe there's a different path?" Hilda suggested.

"I mean, yeah, maybe," Lied agreed.

Hilda extended a hand to help Lied onto his feet. They walked back in the direction they came from. While walking, Lied was already starting to calculate how long their supply of food would even last.

"Maybe we should leave Babil for now," Lied suggested. "Come back another day?"

The moment he said that he felt a sharp stinging sensation in his head. Lied stopped in place to put a hand against the wall, clutching his head. Hilda put a hand on his shoulder, asking, "What's wrong?"

S1-154: Familiarity