The Last Immortal

mally go out for groceries twice a month. I'm into web development and am a freelancer. I work from home using my laptop and the int

h a small town. I shut the engine off and get out of the car. I walk around the market seeing familiar friendly faces and nod at t

iddle-aged woman greets me as I enter their small meat s

adorably red, kissable lips cur

n?" Amanda asks me still o

chicken, 2 kg of

of the crowd outside. I can hear the conversation of the people all around the market, the sound of the vehicles, even the simple scratching of the head. I can hear everyth

ur meat. Thank you an

e back, Mrs. Amanda

towards the sliding glass door. My feet know where to go next. I stop at the

ese," I point to the con

vendor asks as he neatly plac

ine," I answer a

his store is an elderly couple. Maybe he is a grandchild of the couple. I simp

oods. Thank you

and one of my kind. Yes, he's no human too. I presume he is also here to escape from our chaotic world. I don't know t

talk to myself before making my

?" He speaks to me using his telepathy

ut of the cart and place them on the counter. I don't want him calling me that name. Th

oming here." He whispers not wantin

ask looking straight

e was with fifteen others and more had been h

ven more." I lazily utter while placing t

ile his hands keep on scanning the items

g we can do abo

ter stops for a moment and gives me a stern lo

ling me that. You are Lady A

Hunter,"

s. He hands me the groceries and I pay the bill. I carry the grocery bag and head my way out of the store

Bro

s are still pressed tightly sh

rever." He says us

ll go back to the Ehtrehto Edis, the world that I abandoned. It's a world far from what a human mind could imagine. It is in the other dimension and is composed of fou

understand why they would go after me. I was just a petty girl and a daughter of fruit vendors. Our world resembles a human world, only that our royal leaders possess extraordinary powers. I tilt my

iarity with everything on my way home. The different kinds and sizes of trees standing alongside the road, the thick bushes beneath it, the chirping of the birds on treetops, and the silence are no longer new to my senses. I turn l

lothes. Afterward, I head back to the kitchen. I start washing the meat and place them on the refrigerator. I did the same to the vegetables and spices. Las

here in the human world. I a