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[levampere]

Bonjour. I have a question for you all, if you'll indulge me.

How many of you here are immortal? Whether it be by natural means or otherwise. How do you feel about your immortality?

You don't need to tell me how or why you are, I'm simply curious. I myself have lived for 500 years, so I'm looking for kindred spirits, one might say.

Of course if you're not immortal and you know someone who is, I'd be glad to hear that as well. This platform was made to share opinions, correct? I'd enjoy having everyone's different perspectives.

All the best,
Comte de Saint-Germain

[ It's... It's not a letter but he's from the 19th century so. There you go. ]

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[levampere]

I was born immortal. My species itself is like this.

[ He's already told other people and he literally can't be killed so #yolo ]

[kratistos]

Right.

[ That was telling enough for Sofia to hazard a guess she's confident in. She was a little disappointed that it wasn't through alchemy, as any discovery of life-extending substances would have been a phenomenal scientific breakthrough. Alas, though she sends a follow-up: ]

Since you're a Count, dare I say you're a vampire?

[levampere]

[ He definitely knows alchemy but those days are behind him now... ]

That's right. Is that a cliche where you're from?

[kratistos]

It was for a time, but the fad has come and gone. Now aliens are all the craze.

[ Culture has changed a lot since the dawn of space travel in her world. People have sidelined religion and myth in favor of new possibilities outside of humanity's ancient home ]

However, there's an urban legend about a supposed vampire woman who's operating as a mafia boss in the New York area. If you can believe it

[levampere]

Aliens, is it? That sounds exciting. The stars remain a mystery in my time, I'm afraid.

I certainly can. After all, I was rumored to be a vampire as well. There's often a grain of truth at the core of every rumor.

[kratistos]

"Myth is a compass to the truth" as my old professor would say.

You were said to have died on 1784. What year was it before you ended up here? Space travel is still at it's adolescence in the time I came from.

[levampere]

Indeed.

It was the nineteenth century. I've lost track of the year, to be frank. I'm afraid we're still a ways off.

[kratistos]

I can only imagine how culture shocked you must have experienced after waking up here, if at all.

[ The Count of Saint Germain is an adventurous man with good intellect, so she trusts that he was able to adapt well. But the 19th Century is still very different to this one. Hopefully the existence of magic in this world helped bridge the gap of cultural and technological differences, Sofia hoped ]

[levampere]

It's quite different from what I've grown accustomed to, yes. But I adapt quickly.

[ He's also a time traveler, he's good at this 'adapting' thing ]

[kratistos]

I trust it. Well this has gone on long enough; as much as I would love to keep pestering you with questions, I have appointments to go to. Maybe we'll meet in person one day, after all we're all here for quite a while.

[ Hiding under a username, Sofia doesn't even suggest who or what she is. She can be unintentionally mysterious sometimes. ]

[levampere]

Very well. I hope we'll encounter each other someday, face to face. It was lovely speaking with you.

Should you ever require any assistance, please feel free to reach out to me.