Prologue

True love. A once in a life time opportunity. The highlight of your existence, right? ...Wrong. Give it fifty years or so. Your soulmate will slowly wither away, leaving you to suffer the incomparable tragedy of losing them, a part of you dying along with it. No one can live forever. No one, apart from me. For I am cursed. Cursed with immortality; cursed to never find love. Cursed: to be alone for eternity.