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The Immortal Wants to Die [BL]

COMPLETED! --- "From now on, you will not age, nor will you die. From now on, you will witness how people around you die. From now on, you will be the undying Immortal Zhang Hei." --- More than four hundred years ago, Zhang Hei callously swung his sword to separate souls from their bodies, leaving no soul attached to the body in Jiangshi Palace. The massacre triggered severe punishment from the God of Life, and he was cursed to witness the death of the humans around him while he himself would not be able to die. From that day on, Zhang Hei became an immortal who would live forever. Zhang Hei had lived in this world for over four hundred years, and he had witnessed so many deaths over the years. As he continued losing people around him, he felt more and more emptiness in his heart, and he finally begged the God of Life to lift his punishment. He said that he wanted to die, and the God of Life then asked him to meet the God of Death. The God of Death then asked him to find a person. That person was one of the people he killed heartlessly more than four hundred years ago, and after meeting him again, his life started to change. As his life continued to change, Zhang Hei also began to see strange images in his mind that seemed to be part of the past that were erased from his memory by the God of Life, and some unexpected things began to happen in his life. Would the immortal still want to die after he once again reunited with someone from the past? Would he be able to die in the end?

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THERE WON'T BE A NEXT TIME

Jun's body flinched in shock because of the sudden sound caused by Zhang Hei. For a moment, his eyes were fixated on the object that failed to remain intact after hitting the floor. It was destroyed to the point that not even a master could repair it.

"You know it's him, right? Why didn't you tell me that he was the one who hurt you during the debut showcase?"

Jun once again gasped in surprise, but this time, the cause was Zhang Hei's cold question. His eyes shifted from the crushed optical mouse to the long-haired man still sitting in the chair next to him, and the man didn't even look at him when he asked that question.

At this point, Jun didn't need to be told that Zhang Hei was furious. He knew that he was lucky that he wasn't the one knocked to the floor by the man.