Arren lived his infancy surrounded by a loving family and many friends. The world was peaceful and he had no complaints about his lifestyle. However, as time passed, he noticed that, compared to everyone around him, he was aging increasingly slower. Eventually he completely stopped growing older, as he reached an apparent age of around eighteen, while his actual age being over thirty. Nobody knew what to make of this fact. Not even himself. Now he is over 100.000 years old and he still looks the exact same. Why? How? For what reason? Was there even a reason? With many questions eating away at him, he simply kept living. No matter How long. And no matter how much he wanted not to.This is my first story ever, so I don't really know what I'm doing... Any and all suggestions and/or constructive criticism will be appreciated. Also english isn't my mother language so bear with me if I make mistakes at times.