I was pretty content to live my life in mediocrity along with everyone else.
Finishing existence on the periphery
No trouble, no muss, no fuss
That didn’t seem to be in the cards for me though
I would be thrown feet first into the world that no one sees
The darkness that contains the monsters we all fear
The evil that we don’t want to admit is there
But it is
There are those who command the impossible and do the extraordinary
Magics and incantations to thwart the laws of nature
Monsters so large, so fast, so deadly
You wouldn’t sleep if you knew they really existed
And here I am, plumb straight in the middle
See the thing is, I can’t die.
There have been plenty that came before me that searched for this ability
To live on through the ages forever, but no luck
After living with this for so long
They were the lucky ones
How I got this way I couldn’t even begin to tell you
Just one day something happened to me that should have killed me
But it didn’t.
I wake up, shrug it off and go on with things.
No one seems to know how it works, who gave it to me, IF someone gave it to me
I think maybe I’m cursed
In any case, it doesn’t look like I’m going anywhere anytime soon
So may as well make use of myself
There’s a dark underbelly to the world we can’t see
I’m just put in the middle of it, watching it all go by
I try to make a difference where I can, but there’s always more to do
Suits me just fine; I hate being bored
*from a character idea for possible short stories, comics, or books*