An infinite timespan. Knowing that even as the worlds crumble to dust and blows away, you will still be alive.
That realization struck Cain like thunder across a silent sky.
He had never been someone obsessed with his lifespan. After all, even before becoming a True Primordial, his natural life expectancy had already surpassed ten million years, thanks to the power of his Alter Ego. Since he was not even two hundred years old, worrying about running out of time was not something that bothered him.
But still—this?
This was different.
This wasn't extended life.
This was the absence of death.
Cain had become an unending entity, his essence divorced from the chains of time. He was now something that even ArchDeities couldn't compare to.
And it stunned him.
Yet, once the shock faded, it was quickly replaced by a dangerous glint in his eyes.
"Taboo race..."
