Dreaming Immortal
"Was it worth it?" An ethereal voice sounded in the mind of the young man that was floating in the starry river.
This youth has a white long hair and eyebrows that made him look unfettered. However, a hint of sorrow can be felt on his tranquil face. It makes one feel lonely.
"I've finally reached the summit of the world. I am now an Immortal." As the young man freely let himself be carried by the currents of time, he looked back to his life that was full of sacrifices and tragedies.
"Was it worth it?" The Immortal young man repeated the question of the ethereal voice as tears fell down on his serene closed eyes.
"Oh, Heaven." The Immortal's voice sounded in his mind. "If I am an Immortal then, why can't I go back time?"
"Oh, child." The ethereal voice replied. "There is no such thing as going back time. The world only revolves forward. Time itself is only a concept; to put description to the events, to the happenings, to the certainties.."
"..even I, the Heaven itself, do not have this kind of omnipotent power. As after all, it does not exist."
The Immortal let out a mouthful of air full of indignant feeling as he opened his eyes that looked like the sun and moon. "I understand that being Immortal is a lonely path, Heaven. Yet, despite prepared, how I wish I did not pursue this after all."
"However, you are here already." The ethereal voice responded. "You are not alone, child. You have me to accompany you for the rest of the infinity."
Hearing the ethereal voice response, the Immortal only let out a sigh as he mentioned, "Maybe I'm just tired of living, Heaven."
"I will bid good night for now." The Immortal's eyes closed once more as he quietly fell back to sleep.
"Sweet dreams, Immortal." Seeing this, the Heaven did not stop the Immortal from going back to sleep as its final voice faded.
