The Immortals are unique, powerful, loyal, brave, and compassionate. They live to love and their goal is to save a world damned by an evil that is unmatched. Meet them now!
A title I have carried my whole life and I have no idea why. I remember only brief, agonizing, pain. The pain of dying and becoming Immortal. The pain of the loss of everything I once had and now have no memory of.
No name. No people.
I was saved by my adopted elven brother, Gabaran, and raised among the Exiles in the north. Ten years passed before I braved the outside world, a world of darkness, death, and war. I had to find my name, my past.
Instead, in my darkest hour, my future found me. A new family to love and fear losing. Ivo, a man I love with all my heart. Jaeger, a brother to stand back to back with. Jadeth, a sister I could laugh with, love with, and fight beside.
I am Emaranthe. I am Immortal. I am going to stop The War because I am The Youngest. I am Fire.
It’s all my fault. My choices led my brother and I into a world we were never meant to be in. And people died for it. We died for it. Every day my heart hurts for what we lost, especially my little brother. I will never not blame myself.
Now I lead a ragtag band of Immortals, with my found family and the woman I love, on a quest for absolution of my sins. It was my fault my entire village perished at the hands of an evil mage and I will lead my new family to his doorstep and end The War.
I will not fail.
I will not forget.
And if I Fall again…I will rise once more to end The War because I am the very air you breathe.
Cold and hard.
A heart of ice.
That is all I have left. It is an empty vessel that beats only because I have become an Immortal and ice flows in my veins.
Now I seek vengeance for the deaths of my wife and daughter. The deaths of my entire people.
I sought them out in vain hope…hope that they too had been immortalized by the gods, but no. They are gone and with it my heart.
Cold and hard.
That is what I must be because feeling anything any more is too painful. I will take down the empire of evil that destroyed those I love, destroyed a world that even our gods could not save.
And if I die and rise again so be it. I will end The War one way or another…for them…because I am the ice that cracks beneath your feet.
I am death.
I am life.
I am your nightmare that wears a smile while I kill you.
My world ended the day my village was attacked, my innocence shattered, my hope and trust lost.
I am life.
Yet I lived on and sought revenge. I became justice and died with my hands stained red.
I was betrayed.
I was returned as an Immortal.
But I will heal you as I could not heal my people. I will trust you because I found a family to share a common goal with … and you became a part of it.
I will end The War because I was betrayed. I will trust one last time because of you.
I am the life after the death, I am a healer that gives from the very dirt you can be buried in.
I am a puzzle.
I am an Elf, the leader of the Tevu race and I am over twenty thousand years old.
My people were decimated by my twin sister during The Fall. I was wounded but had to still lead my people to safety within the haunted and hollow halls of Anat.
I am an Exile.
And so are my people.
I sought answers and found a god.
Light delivered a dying girl to me and begged me to save her. I could not deny her and vowed that the girl would live to fight beside The Immortals to free the world of the Evil slowly choking it.
I am Mortal.
Yet, I am not.
Together, with my adopted sister and her Immortal group, we have a chance at winning.
I need to know who I am and what I am to a god that I cannot forget. She has answers…and my heart.
I am the Hunter. And I will find her and the answers we need.
Or die trying.
I am a coward.
I am invisible.
I betrayed Jadeth and our people but now I am ready to do anything to regain her trust.
I am a spy. I see everything. Hear everything. I am Immortal.
Everything that I know aids us in our fight to free our world from evil and end The War even if it takes thousands of years.
I will sacrifice myself, my lifetimes, for her, for my friends, because I am not worthy of her love. I will take the long way around, for my quest is a secret and the only way we may be able to win.
I hope to earn her trust back, however, and when you hear footsteps behind you but see nothing, I am there.
I am a god.
I am not.
I am all that stands between the past, present, and future of a world I cannot save.
I cannot do it even though my heart and soul weep.
I must travel through time and space to guide The Immortals. I must keep away from the one I love, the one I lost. He looks at me but does not see me…and every day I die for the pain of it.
I am Light. The the embodiment of hope in a dark world my brother is trying to destroy.
I have given my love the only thing I can to stop the war and I will go to hell for it. Emaranthe… and hope.
I am the Worldwalker. I am the god who must wait and watch and hope now.
It’s in their hands, all of it.