Isaac had seen empires rise and fall, witnessed the birth and death of civilizations, and experienced endless cycles of love and loss. But through the countless centuries of his existence, the ancient being had grown tired. Tired of an immortality that haunted him, tired of memories that tormented his every waking moment. He yearned for release, for an end to his eternal existence. Or, failing that, he wished to forget. To be stripped of his memories, his burdens, and the pain that accompanied them. In a moment of desperation, Isaac's wish was answered, and he slipped into a slumber that lasted for countless ages. And when he finally awoke, reborn anew, he found himself in a world he did not recognize. Gone were the castles and knights, replaced by towering skyscrapers and buzzing city streets. The medieval era he once called home was now a distant memory, replaced by a modern world filled with wonders and challenges he had never fathomed.
Curiosity sparked within him, and Isaac decided to embrace this new era. He sought out various occupations, throwing himself into each one with vigor and determination. A bodyguard, a teacher, a delivery man - he took on roles that others deemed mundane, seeking solace in the simple joys of human life.
Isaac walked through the massive iron gates of St. Augustine College, his eyes scanning the bustling courtyard filled with students. Vibrant autumn leaves fell around him, carried by a gentle breeze. The unfamiliar scent of fresh textbooks and nervous anticipation filled the air.
He had been around for centuries, but this was his first venture into the realm of education.
As he navigated the maze of hallways, he couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and trepidation. He was a young man trapped in the body of an immortal, cursed to witness eternity unfold before his eyes.
Entering his first class, Isaac's gaze was immediately drawn to the back of the room. There, a girl with pitch black hair sat in attentive silence. Her emerald eyes sparked with intelligence and a hint of curiosity. Isaac was captivated, a yearning unfurling within him that he hadn't felt in centuries.
"Hello," he greeted her, his voice a soothing melody that contrasted with the chaos in his mind.
She glanced up at him, her lips curling into a timid smile. "Hi. Are you new here? I'm Irene"
Isaac fought the urge to chuckle. Being 'new" somewhere was an unfamiliar term for someone with thousands of years of existence. "Yes, I just transferred."
"What's your name?" Irene asked curiously.
"Isaac," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper.
Her brow furrowed slightly. "Isaac... That name sounds somehow ancient."
A shiver ran down Isaac's spine, reminding him of the weight he carried. "Yes, it does, doesn't it?"
Unbeknownst to her, Isaac felt his thirst awaken with a vengeance. His murderous instincts clawed at the depths of his soul, threatening to consume him. He knew what he was, a predator in the shadows, and this innocent girl was his greatest temptation yet.
As the day progressed, Isaac found himself torn between his love for her and the gnawing hunger within. With each passing moment, his self-control waned, and the line between desire and danger blurred.
Isaac's grip tightened on the edge of his desk, his sharp teeth piercing his lower lip. He had always yearned for death, but now he craved something far different—a chance to be human, and a love that could bring him either salvation or destruction.
School had seemed like a good decision for Isaac, a way to experience something new after thousands of years of existence. But now, he questioned everything. Would his presence in a place filled with humans only amplify his desires? Could he find a way to suppress his insatiable thirst while being near the one he loved? Isaac knew that danger loomed, but he also knew he couldn't ignore his feelings. For now, he made a silent vow to protect Irene from the darkness that clung to his soul. He would search for answers and fight against his own nature, determined to keep her safe, even if it meant sacrificing his own happiness.