In the year 199X,
There are many skyscrapers in the capital. Roads and technology change with every era. The sound of footsteps stopped, and a tall, slender young man appeared, dark gray eyes, black hair, sharp face, slender lips. He was standing there, looking up at the tall buildings around him. People are busy with life in a hurry. Everything has changed until almost the original layout remains. Time passed quickly, but his lifespan never changed.
"Master," a voice calling from behind made him turn to look. The young man's still eyes stare at the person in front of him who had sent them.
"My name is Mongkol, the son of Denphum. Come and serve your master after my father."
"Umm," he nodded.
The young man looks at him before handing the cage he was holding to the other party without asking, then walk up and sit in the car. Until the car started for a while, the driver's voice spoke up. "My father passed away last year. He told me it was my duty to serve my lord and repay him for saving our family."
He still sat and listened to the driver's words with emotionless eyes. Even though the heart is trembling and too sensitive, this must have been the fourth generation of this family who had vowed to serve him in return for the kindness that gave him a new life.
"Sorry for your loss," he said, looking out the window.
Humans have a lifespan of about 100 years, but with him, it is not. Even as a human being, he could not get sick, could not die, could only watch the people around him die. No matter how many years pass by, they wait alone.
...Death is the end of eternal life...
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