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"From now on, you will not age, nor will you die. From now on, you will witness how people around you die. From now on, you will be the undying Immortal Zhang Hei."

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More than four hundred years ago, Zhang Hei callously swung his sword to separate souls from their bodies, leaving no soul attached to the body in Jiangshi Palace. The massacre triggered severe punishment from the God of Life, and he was cursed to witness the death of the humans around him while he himself would not be able to die. From that day on, Zhang Hei became an immortal who would live forever.

Zhang Hei had lived in this world for over four hundred years, and he had witnessed so many deaths over the years. As he continued losing people around him, he felt more and more emptiness in his heart, and he finally begged the God of Life to lift his punishment. He said that he wanted to die, and the God of Life then asked him to meet the God of Death. The God of Death then asked him to find a person. That person was one of the people he killed heartlessly more than four hundred years ago, and after meeting him again, his life started to change. 

As his life continued to change, Zhang Hei also began to see strange images in his mind that seemed to be part of the past that were erased from his memory by the God of Life, and some unexpected things began to happen in his life.

Would the immortal still want to die after he once again reunited with someone from the past? Would he be able to die in the end?

The Immortal Wants to Die [BL]

"Stop the nonsense and talk like a human! Otherwise, I will hang up now and block your contacts, too!" Angrily, Zhang Hei shouted at John.

"You stole mine, and just now you scolded me too? You are so heartless, Zhang!"

Zhang Hei looked increasingly confused, and his patience was wearing thin as he replied, "What did I steal from you?"

"You have stolen Jun from me!"

"…" Zhang Hei was stunned at John's answer for a moment, but irritation took over his face again as he asked, "Since when was he yours? You didn't even give him a cent when he performed at your bar, but you dare call him yours?"

YOU WILL DIE SOON?