Edited 4/1/17

I continued walking aimlessly in this world. I had nothing other than the clothes I wore and my Divine Staff.

How many years has it been? Five hundred years? Six hundred? I don't remember how old I am anymore.

I had isolated myself from the other humans after witnessing how they treated the other races.

Humans are more superior? Don't make me laugh.

My legs screamed at me to stop, I hadn't stop walking for more than a day straight. I didn't have a home to return to, but that's alright.

As long as I could help the needed, it was always alright.

When will this loneliness be over?

It'll never be over. That's just how'd it's been. How it's always been.

I've always been alone. Ever since the humans started thinking they were more superior than the other races. Ever since I had left them and had been called a traitor.

If only my parents were alive.

But that's just a dream of mine that could never come true.

They had treated me kindly, adored me, and made me feel loved. Ever since they were eaten, just a few days before we, humans, were given divine staffs by God.

Although when I try to remember the faces of my parents' it just appears blank in my mind.

As I travel I would give some of my written books to the humans that I encounter, it seems they don't recognize me anymore so I didn't have to hide my face.

That was a relief, to not be recognized as a traitor.

The books I wrote in the common language encourages people to defy the current human's government. There are some short stories that I have written about how a human called another being a monster, but when the human was in a pinch, who he once called a 'monster' rescued him.

There was one error in that plan to change people's way of thinking. My books just stayed for a few day before being burned, a week at most.

Not that I mind, I'm sure that my name had reached him by now. Yes, it may have been stupid for me to write my name in my books, but I wanted it to reach him. To tell him that I'm alive and well, and that I'll always oppose him.

I will not allow myself to die, not before someone like him is annihilated.

That was easy enough, considering that with my life magic I had accidentally stopped my cells from growing. How that was possible I have no idea. But I hadn't grown in hundreds of years, and am possibly ageless.

But it didn't matter, as long as I'll be able to survive and destroy his plans. As long as I stop him, then everything would be fine for everyone.

At least I hoped so.

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I'm gonna write some omakes every now and then. Of course, omakes wouldn't be as long as normal chapters, it'll be shorter and between 500 - 1500. Unlike my regulars chapter that are between 3000-5000 words.