THE LAST
The Leviathan awakens in the night,
calling, beckoning lost sailors.
Over the centuries the sightings have become more and more scarce, they were once mighty creatures.
Now they live in solitude, in few.
Levi had never met another, almost 1000 years and not once had he met his kind.
Levi, 24 in age of his human form, had lived a very long life. Built to fight, to kill, to hunt, to hate. He has grown quite cold in his youth. Never knowing a warm touch but his own, the sea was his best friend, his escape.
There once was a saying, "The passions that incline men to peace are: fear of death," and by that Levi lived off. Everything fears and everything, absolutely everything dies.
Immortality is his wake and his weakness, for he often ponders when it will be his turn to die.
He has lived as a doctor, a nurse, a lawyer, a philosopher, an astronomist, a chemist. he has endured and lived, and not once had he perished.
Now, he lives as a biologist, studying the seas in search of his own, for signs, for anything to let him know he isn't alone.
As the last Leviathan.
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24YRS, NSA, MULTI, FLEXIBLE AU, 18+, SWITCH, NO TWS, HE/THEY.
ADMIN23, she/her, VERY BUSY, no minors, no pedos, no weirdos