Trompster's Links
I don't know who this brooding bad-boy cop thinks he is, but he needs to stop following me around and just hire me already because he's super hot and I don't know how much longer I can keep ignoring him without going crazy *smirks*
I used to think it was a curse. Immortality. When you are brought to your limit again and again, but there is no end to it. It felt like a punishment.
But then I met him. I never was one for feelings, I still struggle allowing them, but with him... things are different. Considering how much of an idiotic dork he is, it truly pains me to admit that. But no one is ever going to read this anyway...
Thanks to him, immortality doesn't feel like a curse all the time anymore. A priest, can you believe it?, told me that perhaps it was fate's way of making sure our paths would cross. And maybe he was right. If I weren't immortal, after all, I would never have met him. Perhaps he would have been better off, but I would have lived my life without ever feeling whole.
And finally it seems like there is a purpose to it. I am able to protect him with my life over and over again, no matter how many times I have to. And if it ends mine eventually? So be it. I would rather not be here at all, than to be without him.
I dread the day where I may not be able to protect him anymore.
I have long lost my faith and now I worship him instead.
I would do everything to make him happy. To keep that smile on his face.
For the memories of a man whose adamant strength and merciless valor granted me the very will to live during some of the darkest days of my life, it is truly quite... ironic... to then meet the man in the flesh only to learn just how quickly he is willing to fall to his knees and give it all up just for the sake of someone else's name. That name is mine, and mine alone, of course... but I just know that I will never have the fortune of knowing - and loving - anyone like him ever again. Not in a hundred years... not even in a million... and quit callin' me sappy!! It's the truth!!
I know all too well that Noir doesn't think he could ever live without me... after all, I will never forget how defeated he looked in the church when he... anyway, the point is, if it ever came down to it I would give up my life, my soul, and my entire existence in both this life and the next just to free him from his accursed cycle. Not that I feel as if my life is significant enough to serve as collateral anyway... but someday I sure hope he can be free. Maybe then he can be at peace. Maybe by helping Noir, I'll have finally made a difference. And don't you dare to ever go tellin' 'em I said that!!! He'd lock me up in the apartment if he knew the things I would be willing to do for him. Yes, that's bad!!! He can't even keep a fish alive, do you really think he would remember to keep his credit topped off with enough money for me to order Uber eats the days he's gone??? Captain would have to airdrop care packages through the window! Ah, whatever... (his cheeks get red as his eyes soften and twinkle, his thoughts wandering elsewhere) In the end, I just want to watch him be happy. For as long as I can...