What do you think was the first multicellular life on Earth? Plants, insects, animals? Maybe one of them is true, but for this story, there is only one answer.
Let me reintroduce myself: I am Tillki Benjamin, also known as the 'Failed Master,' but just call me Ben.
I'm going to tell you a tale I love very much, called "The Immortal's Quest for Death."
Once upon a time, in a crooked era, there lived an immortal.
He had existed since the very beginning of the world—even through its formation process—his existence persisted. Even if his skin burned, he would resurrect.
One day he fell into a volcano and died, another day he was eaten alive, and yet another day he tried to take his own life.
The worst part was that his mind couldn't handle it anymore, so in the most classic way, it created four more personalities: Mirill, Rurine, Rurima, and Lucian.
Rurine and Rurima were siblings; Mirill was alone.
By the time of the dinosaur era, the man had died 711 million times, gone mad, and nearly lost his mind. He stopped questioning life and even questioned why he wore his leather clothes.
Although Rurine, Rurima, and Mirill constantly supported him, the man didn't listen to them. Every death's pain was unbearable.
One day, the man resurrected again, but the surroundings were different. Somehow, the big insects and dangerous creatures had become scarce.
At first, he was happy—until he was killed by a tiger. By then, the man could no longer cry and started to take everything as a joke.
And here the story ends. A very strange ending, isn't it? Or maybe the author never added an ending? Or even though the book was successful, no sequel came?
Perhaps no one will ever know, but the only thing certain is that the man keeps dying.
Today, I received a letter; it was from the author, and all it said was: "The story is not over." And author sent me a book
Aren't you curious about the story too, humanity?