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Author's Note: Yes, it's another one-shot, and if you don't like my writing, you might as well leave this story now.

Let the story begin...

I have had eternity all my life, and I have never appreciated it. Until now, when it seems that it may be coming to an end. There is so much in this world that I have never experienced, because I thought I had forever to do it. It wasn't until now that I realized that even immortality has its limits. Now that my time may be ending, I find myself wishing that I had done more. I wish that I had appreciated all that was around me.

If I survive this war, I vow to live differently. I will go everywhere, see all the things that were put here for appreciation. I will remember to tell all my friends and family how much they mean to me. I will live life to the fullest. Because even eternity is too short a time to waste away doing nothing. I will remember this when all of this madness is over.

Life is short, even when you have an eternity to live it. This has been a call for me to wake up and start to live. I have never truly lived, never truly loved. Immortality comes with many prices to pay. One of them being that we never truly experience life, until something like this happens. And then we realize that even we have a short time to experience how wonderful this life can truly be.

How many times have I been told that I need to stop watching life from the side? Stop watching it move on without me? Now I truly understand, and I regret all the time I have wasted. There are so many people in this world who love me, but I never stopped to notice. I never thought about anyone other than myself. Why did it take something this cruel for me to realize it?

I have been self-absorbed for far too long. Now I pay the price. My friends and family, I may never see them again. And I never got the chance to tell them how much they truly mean to me. Fate is cruel, but try as I might, I cannot blame it all on fate. It was my own ways that caused it. If I had ever taken a look at myself, my life, from the outside, I might have realized.

I always thought that my life was difficult, but now I know that I was wrong. Every day I see mortals rushing to live life in the small amount of time they are allowed, and I realize how lucky I am to have a much longer time to do it. And I realize that it is better to live a short and fulfilled life, than it is to live a long and unfulfilled one. I realize now that immortals are not, in fact, the lucky ones, because we never do all of the things that we have the time to.

Mortals have no time at all to live life, from the eyes of the immortal. But they live it all the same. We never truly live, for we believe that we have all the time in the world to do it. But I see now that our lives can end just as suddenly and cruelly as a mortals. I truly hope that I am not the only one whos eyes have been opened, for it would be a true loss.

It is time for us to realize that we are not the only beings worthy of life in this world, and mortals deserve respect for the things they do. They have much less time in this world than us, but they live so much more than we do. Immortals appear to be wise, but in truth, we are fools. Immortality... is bittersweet.


A/N: Well, there it is. If you think it sucks, please, don't hesitate to tell me so. This is just something I thought of when I was thinking of all the death that we experience in our short lifetimes, but how lucky we are to have only this time to live. I think that the story can speak for itself on this.