Finally, this is the end, all these years of struggling to die is finally going to pay off.
A young man, with black hair, eyes, a compact and tall build could be seen
Standing on a chair, checking the chain fastened around my neck, this is it! I can feel it!
Kicking the chair out of the way, I fall, everything falls to black...
Not really.. I failed again, I just can't die at all!
"Shit.."
Muttering in self-defeat, I get ready for work, which makes me feel even more depressed that I have to...
Sigh... I should probably introduce myself, I'm Ross, a perfectly normal guy who just so happens to have gained immortality. That's right, I'm immortal, walking through the frequent changes of modern civilization. Why am I immortal, you ask? Back during the religious crusades, I was a devout 22 year old, risking my life to spread religion in foreign territories, I was young and dumb. One day, our ship in the Mediterranean Sea was turned over by a wave, swallowing everything in it's path. When I come to, I was in a small subterranean cave. You know, stalagmites or some shit all over, I ventured a little deeper in. There I found the most unbelievable sight.... a small temple. Right in the center was an altar with a serpent twirling around it, and it's open mouth was holding a bowl of black ooze.... Let's just say, I gave in to temptation and became an immortal serpent man...
Back then I never really beieved in all the mumbo jumbo the priests talked about, I just needed food and shelter. You'd never believe what kind things lived back then, humans really struggled. Now, however, they've advanced into an age of advanced technology: drones, robots, cell phones, cars, and information hub known as 'internet'. I'm really out of place here, even though I look 22, I'm not, I'm really 922 years old!
Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon.
*DING*
"So you failed to kill yourself again today?"
A girl sitting at the desk said while playing on her phone. Don't be fooled, my secretary, Evie, a plague witch thats almost half my current age. She's kind of a big deal as she's released a couple of plagues that's wiped out millions. Usually it would be a bad idea to have such company, but she's researching ways to kill me, so yay. We met during my slaying monster days, the same era as V*n Hel**ng and Dr**ula.
Now we own a bounty hunter business in downtown Chicago.
"Any cases?"
"We do have one. Someone decided to break out of a jail cell last night. A African-American male, around 34 years old, here's his picture"
Evie throws a watted up paper. What the hell?! You could at least be more delicate!
Let's see...Oh....He managed to bend the bars out and crash through a wall to escape? Definitely one of those super-humans that started popping up after WWII.
Just great...I honestly did not want to do anything today, escept look up those funny memes floating around the web.
"What's with that face? Disappointment? Maybe I shouldn't pay the internet bill, heh"
"ALRIGHT I'LL GO"
Let's see, his name is Daunte Lestor, his mom, Mira Lestor, lives in the apartment complex by Washington Park.
You can tell as you walk up that this place is rummaged by gangs. Daunte is probably here
Though, it's going to be troublesome by the looks everyone is giving me.
*Knock knock*
"Hello, Ms. Lestor, I'm Ross from Seekers Company, I was hoping to ask some questions about your so...
Suddenly a fist broke through the door, hitting me square in face!
OW!!! THIS SON OF A BITCH!!!
I get knocked down, before I could even get up, the bastard comes out and stomps! Rolling to one side, I managed to dodge, he preceded to grab me by the collar and slam on the ground. I kicked him in the chin, pushing him away. He was pretty surprised when he flew back ten feet. Before he could get up, I ran over and kicked all in one sequence.
Knocked out!! Hahaha take that asshole
I am Ross and this is my story.