Counting the years of being cursed as an Existing, I have a few more days before I reach my 500th year on Earth. - the longest record yet for an existing.

Just like a normal human being, I live the same as everyone else. I eat, sleep and even go to the toilet. Something I can't do? Feel physical pain, get drunk and die.

There were brave souls who tried to inflict pain on me, sadly, they all failed miserably. I wanted them to succeed, I really do, but pushing them to go far can lead to their own death.

I also consider myself void of emotions. Existing for hundreds of years, I am aware of all the harsh realities the world can offer. I'm aware of how there's little to no change in human behavior.

Putting it simply, living this long made me numb.