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Immortality is never enough, until I found my one true love. I am lonely, only guided by my visions of the possible future, none of them holding significance to my attention. I wandered, being careful of my contact with the humans, but conspicuous enough to survive. I closed my honey-colored eyes, hoping to see something, something to hope for. He had honey-blonde hair, messy from days of walking. He is tall, and a grimace played on his handsome face. Crescent-moon scars riddled his body, evidence of a hard past. His eyes had the shocking color of scarlet, carefully looking at the surroundings. His pale face stands out from the others in the