I ran from my enemies for 500 years, and then one day, I stopped. Now a new enemy wants me dead. Sure I could run from the Travelers, but there’s still one enemy that I can never escape, time. So call it pride or vanity, but after the life that I’ve led, I refuse to drift off into the sunset.
This truly has been the role of a lifetime.
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