The Book of Abbadon - Chapter 32: LIGHT (Part 1)

History speaks of a famous Genius... a genius who at the start, no adult whished for their child to emanate.GORT FAIRBANG.That's the name.He was the son of the current village chief, the son who won awards and even headed out to prestigious schools in a grand manner.But one day, a few screws came loose in his head, and he decided to return to the poverty stricken village, throwing away his good cards for the live of nothingness!Crazy! Crazy!He must be insane, many concluded.But what they didn't know, was that this one-in-a-million-year genius, had returned with one sole mission in mind.And that was to SAVE HUMANITY!

I was a failed experiment

This world is sick; both Immortals and mortals suffer from a stubborn ailment known as Longevity.Under the influence of Immortality, various Cultivation Techniques evolve rapidly in grotesque and inexplicable directions.[Fetal Period: A baby is born with shriveled, powerless limbs.][Childhood: After 20 years, the Internal Organs completely decay.][Weak Crown Period: At 50 years, the flesh dries and withers.][Thirty Years Old Stage: After 100 years, the blood runs dry and gives birth to mutations.]I am an Immortal Seeker, and also one seeking survival.

“Stop following me!” Asher yelled, his patience running thin. He had let it slide for too long because she had done a lot for him. But now she was everywhere, suffocating him.“I’m only trying to protect you,” she responded.Asher sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I need some space, alright? I can take care of myself.”She didn’t budge, and just kept staring at him with that same obsessive look, like she had no intention of leaving.“Is it because you’re strong now? Are you going to leave me because I'm no use to you anymore?” Her voice had turned cold, sharp enough to cut through the silence.“Of course not, you know that’s not the reason…”“Then why do you want me to stop following you?”“I’m just going to the restroom, for God’s sake!” He massaged his temple, clearly at his wit’s end.“Oh, you should have said that earlier.” She giggled, the earlier tension melting away.“I did,” he sighed in defeat.