Mmm, immortal Nik losing his world while still living in a world he no longer wants to be in. Delicious.
WIP cause I've finally accepted I'm never finishing this
I'm back with more immortal Nik and mortal price guys. It's actually so fun. I have so many ideas.
Bitterness.
This is the only word that Nik could use to describe everything in his life.
There's a bitterness in watching the man you've spent an eternity with rot and waste away.
A reminder that time, no matter how fragile it is, still existed.
There have always been a few people, people who find themselves unfortunate enough to be forgotten by time and death themselves. Immortal beings, where reality wraps around them, creating an illusion of an ageless, timeless being. Lost to time, lost to humanity.
For a man who had seen empires rise and fall in centuries, who have survived through senseless times of cruelty, where the only thing that mattered was the chance to survive, Nikolai still certainly hasn't gotten the immortality act down to a T.
He slips out sometimes, reveals some secrets from tongues long forgotten, talks about people long dead and gone, their body returning back into mother nature's loving embrace. He still is human at the end of the day, and he still needs someone in his life.
He chugs down the bitterness in the back of his throat and drives on anyways.
It's a 5 hour drive to Manchester from London, but the exhaustion seems nothing compared to the end goal. Nik carries on, letting the DJ on the radio wash over his thoughts, a picture of a love now dead hanging over the windows.